The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

No freaking way!

Nathan blinked. Pinching Anya’s chubby cheeks, he teased, “Come on, my little munchkin, flash me another smile.”

But Anya was having none of it at this point.

The little girl was at that age where she needed constant praise, and after Nathan had offhandedly called her ugly,

she was a mix of hurt, angry, and pouty. Smiling was the last thing on her mind.

With her lips pursed and brows furrowed, she twisted her little shoulders away, wanting nothing to do with Nathan.

“Hey, look at that temper,” Nathan chuckled, genuinely puzzled about who she might have gotten that from.d1

Yulia? He rarely, if ever, saw Yulia throw a tantrum. Thinking about it, Yulia seemed mostly well-behaved. But ever

since that Ronald started hogging the spotlight, he began to suspect that Yulia was not as innocent as she seemed.

Raising an eyebrow, Nathan scratched Anya’s chin playfully. “Are you going to smile or what?”

“Hmph, Nathan, you’re annoying.”

Nathan grinned, scooping Anya up in his arms. “If you won’t smile, then so be it. I don’t have much of a memory for

my brother’s grins anyway. I’ll ask him about it tomorrow.”

Carrying Anya out, they were met by Carly in the living room, who quickly said, “Dinner’s all warmed up. Should I

call Yulia to join us?”

Nathan hoisted a moody Anya onto his shoulder. “No need, I’ll bring something up to her in a bit.”

Anya, initially nervous high up on Nathan’s shoulder, clung to his head for dear life. Once she was sure he wouldn’t

drop her, her fears dissolved into giggles, the previous insult forgotten.

Carly watched Anya’s happiness spread and couldn’t help but smile with relief.

“I’ll go get ready then. Anya should be going to bed soon. You guys eat, and I’ll take care of her.”

Nathan nodded, and Anya, now addicted to the fun of riding on his neck, wriggled and laughed even more.

“You aiming for the stars or what?” He gripped her tightly, playfully swaying her back and forth, which made her

cling to him, laughing and screaming.

After a few minutes, Nathan’s feeling of unease grew. “All right, that’s enough. Time to get ready for bed.”

He set Anya down on the couch as Carly came out with a tray of food. Taking the tray from Carly, Nathan glanced

at Anya, who was now curled up in a ball on the couch. “Make sure you sleep tight, you hear?”

Anya pouted and huffed but said nothing.

Upstairs, Yulia was sprawled out in bed, too tired to move a muscle.

with his appetite and build, was not a man to be

was

a familiar kick from an impatient foot.

her eyes.

in the room, but she didn’t mind. However, she couldn’t ignore it when Nathan’s

trapped her, his broad, warm

on her skin.

to pay attention

his hand away and propped herself against his

him.

her lip and chuckled softly, “Don’t flatter yourself. Even if

me.”

back, wrapped her in a towel, and carried

with her on his

on the coffee table, she remembered

stomach eagerly joined the conversation. Her stomach

towel and tried

waist and he picked up

“Stay put.”

“I’m hungry too. I

up a bite and

and

bite himself. After she finished, he

had prepared lots of food, knowing Nathan’s

meal, Nathan alternated between feeding himself and Yulia.

full and refused more food, but Nathan

before giving up.

food in her, Yulia’s fatigue

it was nearly dawn. The tiredness had

back in bed, she fell asleep in Nathan’s

day. At the company, his

flooded with unread documents.

both body and mind relaxed and not wanting to leave

rough idea in mind, he tossed

and drifted off to

—

day, Yulia woke first, courtesy of her internal clock. She saw Nathan and stiffened for

on his chest,

he was crafted solely to tempt women. In his quiet

seemed almost gentle.

out and sketched his features in the air, admiring the

here he was, hers and hers alone. At least for

curve into a wider grin.

to be an

Pfft.

head unexpectedly, and she couldn’t

close distance, Nathan woke up as soon as she pressed against his chest. Now,

feel it had something to

at her, he saw that indeed, her smile was particularly

early, huh? Dreaming up some R-rated scenarios