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?”

for the kitchen. When

asked, “Where’s

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

getting hitched someday.”

froze, turned, and looked down at

Anya pouted, “What’s wrong?”

to argue with a toddler. Waving her off, he

Not your mom, your sister. Where’d

after him, clutching his pants, following

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

him.”

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

innocently,

Nathan’s face darkened.

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

Nathan fell silent.

him, he can only like Yulipop a little bit

mood soured, but it was

she went

“When did they leave?”

Yulipop skipped lunch and

she’d been out with Ronald for hours? And they

lunch, so they

A cold laugh escaped him as he slammed

looking up worriedly,

she had an

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

couch in the

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

going?”

to eat.

from the balcony, with a pair of pink shoes

I saved you some

“Don’t bother.”

yanked the door open, inadvertently pulling Yulia, who was

After a few seconds, it was

Nathan scoffed, “I’m busy.”

lips together, “Then we’ll talk when you’re

with another man while leaving Anya home alone? Had a

“When did I

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

respond, then realized something and went silent. Her silence was confirmation

Nathan, fueling his rage. He pushed past her and

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

the wall just

and Anya watched him go

door, and reached for Anya’s hand with a

“Yeah, but Nathan

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