The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

The wedding reception was finally winding down, and Cicely slipped out of her elegant bridal gown, ready to change into another dress for the evening’s toasts.

She emerged in a stunning red cocktail dress that hugged her figure, with a V-neck design that showcased her delicate collarbones and graceful neck. Her waist was slender, her body’s proportions enviable in their perfection. Her hair, styled in soft waves, was gathered loosely at the nape of her neck, with a few tendrils framing her face. Simple stud earrings complemented her lovely earlobes.

The delicate bride was radiant in red. Cicely rarely wore such bold colors, and today, she was truly a sight to behold.

It was winter, and she wrapped herself in a fluffy faux fur coat. The dress was changed, but Cicely made herself comfortable in the bridal suite and showed no signs of wanting to leave.

“I’m tired; weddings are no fun at all,” she grumbled, despite the beautiful and comfy ballet flats Seth had thoughtfully provided for her. She lay sprawled on the bed, reluctant to move.

Emiliana stood by, helpless. “You only get married once, Cicely. One final push, toast with the guests, and it’s all done.”d2

Cicely lay on her side, her fingers playing with the soft white duvet, still not convinced.

The door opened, and Seth walked in. “What happened?”

Emiliana was about to explain, but Cicely looked up at Seth with puffed cheeks and eyes sparkling with a hint of grievance. “Tired.”

Seth sat at the foot of the bed, lifting Cicely’s feet onto his lap and gently massaging them. “I’ll have someone bring you something to eat in a bit.”

Emiliana reminded them, “It’s almost time to go out for the toasts.”

“There’s no need to go out.”

Cicely blinked. “Not toasting?”

“I’ll handle it.”

After a few seconds of silence, Cicely raised her other foot onto Seth’s lap.

Seth continued to massage her feet as Emiliana looked away, feeling an unexpected pang of longing for such love. When a man fell in love, it could be intoxicating.

Charlie knocked on the door, hurrying them along. Cicely sat up, her energy seemingly renewed. “I’m coming too.”

“I thought you were tired?”

Cicely raised an eyebrow and huffed, “I think seizing the chance to flaunt our love is more important.”

Emiliana pinched the bridge of her nose, resigned to the couple’s display of affection.

Seth carried Cicely from the room, with Charlie standing by. Issac was there as well, holding little Hugo in his arms.

“Daddy’s holding mommy again,” Hugo noted, his day seemingly brighter for it. But Seth gave him a look that seemed oddly stern.

Once in the banquet hall, Cicely insisted on being put down. Seth complied, and she immediately went to hug Hugo.

“Issac, give me Hugo.”

into his arms.

Cicely pouted, “Hugo…”

arm and his hand

“Now, I’m not.”

close and kissed her cheek. “It’s the same if I hold him. You reach your goal without

her lip, her eyes wavering. “What

our child – the ultimate show of

but chuckle at Seth’s words. Hugo blinked, realizing he was a little prop in their game

indulging Cicely’s whims, holding the cute and bright child—who was clearly a chip off the

people complimented her beauty, praised

without fatigue setting in. Later, they dined privately with

asleep on the car ride home, his

warmed some milk for Cicely. As he pushed open the bedroom door, the woman who should have been in the bathroom was standing by the bed, her fur coat discarded. She was in the process of

some opened. Clearly, she had

hair, which had been up all day, cascading

stunningly. With her soft, tousled hair, she

was having, she casually brushed her hair aside

aside, and

could get a syllable out, she was grabbed around the waist and flipped over. Leaning against the closet, she was met with Seth’s dark eyes. It was thick with emotion, like

going weak at his look.

his voice was a deep, husky

“Then what…”

“You intoxicate me.”

Seth’s flattery becoming

in close, their foreheads touching, his eyes burning with

have to

lips in a fierce kiss that spoke of possession

they lost

Cicely protested weakly, but it was clear that neither of them was going to let

sex that one time these past three

husky voice spilling from his throat, each word

was injured, so they didn’t do much, but she wasn’t about to play hard to get on their

Cicely’s voice carried an unintentional sweetness, soft and seductive, stirring Seth deeply. His kiss landed on the corner of her lips as his hand

His words were a brazen declaration, and Cicely couldn’t help wondering whose rogue spirit he

her much time to ponder, as her clothing slipped off, hanging loosely from

around her tightly, leaving kiss after kiss, each a

arm slipped from beneath its strap, reaching for support and encircling Seth’s shoulder, bearing the brunt of his relentless kisses that

at the woman pinned against the wardrobe, one arm draped over

her shoulders, cheeks flushed with arousal, eyes hazy with desire. She was a vision

Her bright, beautiful eyes unavoidably carried a hint of bewilderment as she spoke, her

aloof elegance, was now filled with a hormone-fueled hunger, radiating dominance and