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?”

the kitchen. When he didn’t see Yulia in the

“Where’s

Anya paused, then corrected, “Nathan, Yulipop is my big sister.

getting hitched someday.”

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

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

be bothered to argue with a toddler. Waving her

your sister.

toddled after him, clutching his pants,

the fridge for food, Anya piped up, “Mister Ronald swung by today,

him.”

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

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

Mister Ronald if

Nathan fell silent.

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

it was slightly better than moments

went out

“When did they leave?”

head, “Dunno, Yulipop skipped lunch and took

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

lunch, so they were

as he slammed

beside him, looking up

she had an exit strategy all

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

in the

leave, Anya hopped off the sofa, “Nathan, aren’t you gonna have

going?”

to eat. Stay

with a pair of pink shoes

Nathan, I saved

“Don’t bother.”

inadvertently pulling Yulia,

a few seconds, it was Yulia

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll talk

Anya home alone? Had

“When did I

didn’t reach his eyes, which were frosty as he stared her down. “Who you

then realized something and went silent. Her silence was

Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her

door, nearly tumbling down. She was left alone, watching the door slam shut behind

steadied herself against the wall just in time

a second, and Anya

stood up, closed the door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a gentle tug. “Have you had lunch

nodded. “Yeah,

but reassuring. “He’s a grown man, and he won’t let himself starve.