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

she was given. There

face now.

around her was on edge, fearing any possible mishap,

minds—and her own—she let them fuss

from friends and family, so

chance to

Stanley would pop in now and then, sometimes disappearing

times

every trick in the book to keep Stanley at bay, and

Stanley had started to openly engage in a

with him.

spent his spare moments strategizing how

concerned, but as it

let them have

tell Chloe was worried,

not to truly alarm

seemed Damon had found an effective way to manage

—

to visit Chloe, and as soon

over to hug Chloe’s

are my

horizon, Chloe saw Anya

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

replied,

fixed on Chloe’s belly, and after a

hand gently on it, patting

are my little cousins, so it’s only right

I promise I’ll always

smiled, “That’s very sweet of you, Anya. They

you be okay

confidently, “It’s okay. They’re little, so a bit

to

was soft and endearing, trying so hard to sound

thought of her children being

a cute little aunt made Chloe’s

hung up her coat and joined them,

though her expression was

amusement and resignation.

not to

then turned

or playing now? Are they being

head, “They’re

“I see.”

disappointed, probably eager to play with

her legs as she

“I’ll just wait quietly for them

resigned laugh and said to Chloe, “Ever since

that one time, she’s been obsessed with

bored at home, and Anya is such a

having her

she’s young. You never know when she might accidentally

softly, changing the subject, “Did Nathan bring

faded slightly, “No, he’s been tied up

change in her demeanor was

had stopped swinging her legs,

to see

knitted together, noticing

Anya. “Do you know

her head, “I don’t. But I know that

different.”

raised an

unexpected turn, one that seemed

even in the innocent