The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

With a smug smile, Rose arched her eyebrows and patted her rounded belly,

“We’ll just have to see how our son turns out. I just hope he doesn’t inherit your

emotional intelligence and end up driving his future wife away.”

“If that ever happens, it won’t just be about getting back at him for your sake,

we’ll be lucky if we can even keep our son around.”

As she spoke, Rose suddenly shivered.

“I have no idea if Damon will spoil his daughter. What am I thinking… Of course,

he will. I can’t even begin to imagine how far he’ll go. If our son ever crosses his

little princess, I dread to think what kind of crazed things he might do.”

Enter title…

Morrison frowned, torn between which matter to address first. Should he

comment on her dig about his emotional intelligence, or Damon’s potential for

madness?

But before he could get a word in, Rose had already taken a deep breath and

continued. “Anyway, it’s their own business. If our boy really does end up hurting

Little Moon’s feelings and gets a taste of his own medicine, he’ll have it coming,

right?”d2

She turned her gaze to Morrison with a swift shift in tone.

Morrison’s scalp tingled, “Why do I feel like there’s a hidden message in what

you’re saying?”

Rose chuckled, “Oh no, you’re just overthinking it. So, do you agree with me?”

That smile seemed eerily mischievous.

Morrison chuckled nervously, “Whatever you say is right, dear.”

Rose looked pleased, “Mm-hmm.”

—

Carrying twins was proving to be quite the challenge for Chloe. At eight months,

Damon had flown in the best doctors from overseas and had Jane on a 24-hour

watch by Chloe’s side.

In truth, Chloe was faring better than many other women expecting twins, but

when had Damon ever paid attention to the pregnancies of others?

He attended all of Chloe’s appointments, which were private, and he had only

seen a few other expectant mothers, all with single pregnancies. Next to Chloe’s

belly, they seemed to have it easy, making Damon even more cautious.

By the eighth month, walking had indeed become a struggle. Chloe graciously

given. There was no point in

face now.

edge, fearing any

minds—and her own—she let them fuss over

had daily visits from friends

chance to

now and then,

at other times appearing almost

the book to keep Stanley

to openly engage in

with him.

spent his spare moments

first, Chloe was concerned, but as it became apparent

relaxed and let

and Stanley could tell Chloe was worried, so they

so as not to truly

had found an

—

visit Chloe,

over to

are my little

motherhood on the horizon, Chloe

as a daughter. “They’re doing just fine,

replied, her

fixed on Chloe’s belly, and after a moment

chubby, delicate hand gently on it, patting softly.

“They are my little cousins, so it’s only right for Anya

about them. I promise I’ll always

“That’s very sweet of

you

okay. They’re little, so a bit of

to keep them from being

childlike voice was soft and endearing, trying so hard to

thought of

made Chloe’s heart swell with

and joined them, she couldn’t help but smile at

and Chloe, though

amusement and resignation.

be careful not to bump

being careful,” Anya replied, then turned back to Chloe’s belly. “Are

playing now? Are they being

shaking her head, “They’re being good.

“I see.”

seemed a tad disappointed, probably eager to play

sofa, swinging her legs as she kept her

“I’ll just wait quietly for them to wake up and

resigned laugh and said to

she’s been

bored at home, and Anya is such

like having her

know when she might

subject, “Did Nathan bring

“No, he’s

in her demeanor was

who had stopped swinging her legs, chimed in,

always going to see pretty

knitted together, noticing Yulia’s discomfort, and

“Do you know this

her head, “I don’t. But I know that

different.”

raised an eyebrow,

had taken an unexpected turn, one

even in the innocent setting of a