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.

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

in. The art of gentleness was something she

bedroom door opened with a familiar kick from an impatient foot. Yulia’s

her eyes.

the room, but she didn’t mind. However, she couldn’t ignore it

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

on her skin.

to pay

propped herself against his shoulder,

him. “I’m

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

me.”

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

down with her on

table, she remembered she hadn’t eaten

the conversation. Her stomach grumbled on

face flushed, clutched the towel and tried to slide off his lap, but

around her waist and he picked up

“Stay put.”

“I’m hungry too. I want

bite and fed

accepted and eventually

watched her comply and took a bite himself.

had prepared lots of food, knowing

between feeding himself and Yulia. Of course, he ate more, and

more food, but Nathan stubbornly fed her a couple more

before giving up.

food in her, Yulia’s fatigue

in the bathroom, it was nearly dawn. The tiredness had subsided, but

their toll. Once back

the company, his brother was hardly managing

flooded with unread documents.

both body and mind relaxed and not wanting to leave the comfort of his

idea in mind, he tossed the phone aside, content with

drifted off to

—

internal clock. She saw Nathan and stiffened for just a

softly as she lay on his chest, gazing at his

charm, it was as though he was crafted solely to tempt women. In his quiet

seemed almost gentle.

his features in the air, admiring the canvas that should rightfully be shared

here he was, hers and hers alone.

curve into a wider grin. He pretended to be

to be an

Pfft.

term innocent virgin popped into Yulia’s head unexpectedly, and she couldn’t suppress a

Nathan woke up as soon as she pressed against his chest. Now, hearing her

help but feel it had something

at her, he saw that indeed,

you all giggly this early, huh? Dreaming up some