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.

asked, “Where’s your

big

getting hitched someday.”

and looked down at Anya, “You looking for trouble,

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

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

it. Not your mom, your sister. Where’d she

toddled after him, clutching his

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

him.”

turned to Anya, “She went

blinked innocently, “With Mister

Nathan’s face darkened.

Mister Ronald

Nathan fell silent.

he can only like

but it was slightly better than moments

went

“When did they leave?”

shook her head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and

lunch and left? It was past two now, so she’d been out with Ronald

lunch, so they were

as he slammed the fridge door

him, looking up worriedly, “Nathan,

ice cold. So, she had an exit strategy all

ravenous hunger that had him ready to devour a cow vanished in a puff.

couch in the living

his coat to leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna

going?”

eat.

the 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 on the other side,

After a few seconds, it was Yulia who spoke first,

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

“Then we’ll talk when

Anya home alone? Had a

did I

reach his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down. “Who

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

He pushed past her and stormed out of the

door, nearly tumbling down. She was left alone, watching

steadied herself against the wall just in time to avoid an embarrassing

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

Anya’s hand with

“Yeah, but

was thin but reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and