The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Yulia pursed her lips, giving Nathan an intense look as she tentatively reached out, her hand hovering before gently

landing on his shoulder.

Nathan’s gaze slipped to the corner of his eyes, noting her touch, his brows arching ever so slightly. Yet he

remained silent. His eyes, once again focused on her, watched as she seemed somewhat unsure under his gaze.

Licking her lips hesitantly, it took Yulia a moment before she finally whispered, “So, you don’t really want a divorce,

do you?”

Nathan scoffed, “Divorce, so you can run off with Ronald?”

Yulia’s smile was tinged with irony as she nodded, “Yeah, Ronald’s been feeling guilty, and he’d treat me a lot

better. After all, if we’re divorced, I’d have to marry someone else, right? Ronald’s got his act together, and it’d

save me a lot of trouble. cough, cough, cough.”

Mid-sentence, she felt his hands tightening around her neck, and by the end, she could barely speak. She slapped

his arms, coughing so hard tears nearly spilled from her eyes.d2

Nathan eased his grip slightly, glowering at her fiercely. “Yulia, if I hear Ronald’s name from your lips one more

time, you believe I could end you right here?”

After coughing twice, Yulia looked at him and suddenly laughed. “Nathan, you’re jealous.”

His attractive face stiffened, “What did you say? Don’t flatter yourself. I just can’t stand the sight of Ronald. The

more he wants something, the more I enjoy keeping it from him. That includes you.”

Yulia raised an eyebrow, “Fine, if not Ronald, it can be someone else. I mean, I’m a woman, not bad-looking, got a

decent figure and skin. I could settle for a decent guy. Hey, what are you—stop, that’s uncomfortable. cough,

cough, cough.”

Nathan felt like he was about to burst with frustration. She was so good at hitting all the right nerves, even ones he

wasn’t aware of himself.

was out of the question, and so was any other

the images that came to

are you trying to provoke

slightly, “Provoke you? I thought anyone

to avoid

portrait of barely contained rage at this point. “Plan my foot,

get-go.”

Yulia frowned, “How so?”

my bed. You’ve wandered so

going until

resting against the skin of Nathan’s neck, fingers threading through

going to

one arm beside

didn’t move, his dark eyes fixated on her,

not as disgusted as

lips to his. Tentatively,

his for

at her, his gaze as

careful not to push

eyes suddenly tightened. She reflexively pulled back out of regret, only to

even a kiss is so hesitant with you? Can’t you just

Nathan’s weight bore down

she rarely felt any

with her clothes, always in a hurry, no matter how many times

intensity, cooperated fully, but this time

she responded with all

Her breath was ragged, but she seized the chance to ask the

burning within her.

past and present, he touched her as

really on

of you

lip. Her face flushed as she looked at him, “Do you

hate me?”

pushed her legs apart with his knee, “No. I love you, dammit.

She knew all too well. The fact that she had past boyfriends, even a child,

in any man’s

for any twisted sense of purity, as the thought of his

regardless, her feelings for him

Nathan, dodging his advances with a softness that drove

her rear

trembled, still whispering