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.

appetite and build, was not a man to be trifled with. Too many

in. The art of gentleness was

with a familiar kick from an

her eyes.

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

his kisses trapped her, his broad, warm palm sneaking under the

on her skin.

had to

hand away and propped herself against his shoulder, catching her breath as

him. “I’m

chuckled softly, “Don’t flatter yourself. Even if you wanted me now, you couldn’t

me.”

he flipped the covers back, wrapped her in a towel, and carried her to the sofa by the window,

down with her

food on the coffee table, she remembered she hadn’t eaten

the conversation.

flushed, clutched the towel and tried to slide off

waist and he picked up

“Stay put.”

protested, “I’m hungry too.

forked up a bite and fed it

reluctantly accepted and eventually

and took a bite himself. After she finished, he fed her another

lots of food, knowing

the meal, Nathan alternated between feeding himself and Yulia. Of

refused more food, but Nathan stubbornly fed her

before giving up.

food in her, Yulia’s fatigue eased

the bathroom, it was nearly dawn. The

Once back in bed, she

distracted all day. At the company, his brother was hardly managing things, and

flooded with unread documents.

and mind relaxed and not wanting to leave the comfort of his bed, he skimmed through

a rough idea in mind, he tossed

drifted

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

she lay on his chest,

was as though he was crafted solely to tempt women. In

seemed almost gentle.

reached out and sketched his features in the air, admiring the

not just her. His beauty begged for exploration, but here he

the corners of her lips curve into a

to be an

Pfft.

Yulia’s head unexpectedly, and she couldn’t suppress a soft

up as soon as she pressed against his

couldn’t help but feel it had something

his eyes to stare at her, he saw

early, huh? Dreaming up some