The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

A marriage built on schemes and calculation was never his cup of tea. The only reason they were still together was

her reluctance to let go. Their peaceable coexistence hung on every sexual encounter they shared.

After all, he was a man with needs. And she was willing to give, to indulge without burden for those fleeting

moments of joy.

Their so-called “happy” marriage was rooted in “harmonious” encounters. To the outside world, they seemed to be

the perfect couple, but it was all an illusion.

Even Damon and Chloe sensed something off about their union, yet it somehow trudged on.

How could it be?

Ronald was spot-on. She only sought out Nathan to cement her standing in the company. Having the second son of

the Harpers to back her up, no one dared to cross her.d2

Though her shares didn’t measure up to her uncle’s, she remained unscathed in the corporate world. Nathan was

biding his time for a divorce, and she hungered for more shares. If Ronald offered his shares to her, then there was

no need to keep Nathan dangling.

As for continuing with Ronald? Her lips, pressed tightly together, lost their color under the pressure of her teeth.

Divorcing Nathan. Could Anya handle it?

Anya adored Nathan. If they split for good, she’d have to cut ties completely.

Ronald was right. The longer she waited, the more Anya would suffer. If Nathan got wind of anything, or decided to

dig deeper, she risked losing Anya too.

No, she couldn’t afford to lose Anya.

Yet something unformed within her swayed her decisions.

Nathan hadn’t slept well, but a two-hour nap did wonders for his spirits. He was so hungry he felt like he could eat a

horse.

Descending the stairs, there was Anya, gyrating in the living room, her small arms flailing to some

incomprehensible dance on TV.

Nathan cast a disdainful glance her way and let out a dismissive “tch.”

Anya, hearing him, scurried over, “Nathan, you’re up?”

as he headed for the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia

asked, “Where’s your

Anya paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister. Don’t

getting hitched someday.”

turned, and looked down at Anya,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he continued toward the dining

your mom, your

him, clutching his pants, following him to the

Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today, and Mom

him.”

mid-search, and he turned to Anya, “She went

innocently, “With

Nathan’s face darkened.

oblivious, cheerily added, “I asked Mister Ronald if he likes Yulipop, and he said

Nathan fell silent.

I told him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit

was

went out with

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and

was past two now, so she’d been

lunch, so they

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed the fridge door

looking up

So, she had an exit strategy

that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff. Scooping up Anya, he set her

couch in the

Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have lunch? Where

going?”

eat. Stay

balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

Mr. Nathan, I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

ready, Nathan yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was

was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

her lips together, “Then we’ll talk

leaving Anya home alone? Had

did I ever

were frosty as he stared

opened her mouth to respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence was

He pushed past her

She was left alone,

steadied herself against the wall just in time to avoid an

didn’t pause for a second, and Anya watched him go with a worried

for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have

nodded. “Yeah, but Nathan

but reassuring. “He’s a grown