The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2065

Charlie seemed to be able to feel the air gradually freezing around him.

Seth's smile lingered, neither fading nor deepening, maintaining a constant frequency. His dark eyes, however, resembled icy obsidian, fixed intently upon her.

Cicely smiled, her hands clutching Seth's arms, staring back at his chilling visage with determination. "Let him go, and I'll sleep with you." she repeated.

"Cicely!" Joel exclaimed, his voice laced with surprise and refusal.

Seth's expression twitched at that moment, his gaze still locked on Cicely, a slight nod acknowledging her offer. "Alright." With a single word, he tightened his grip on Cicely's waist, pulling her forcefully toward the apartment with an overwhelming strength.

Cicely couldn't match his pace or power; she was essentially being dragged along. When she entered the elevator, she was nearly flung inside, crashing against the wall with a force that left her disoriented.d2

Before she could regain her bearings, Seth's presence overwhelmed her. His hands pinned hers above her head, his legs forcefully parting her knees.

Trapped, Cicely's panic spiraled. This was the second time she'd seen him this furious. The first was at the hospital.

Essentially, there were over the same issue. Amidst the panic, she found the situation absurdly comical.

She wasn't incapable of submission. She'd learned to yield all too well in prison. Those women, resigned to their fates, indulged in acts too dirty for the light of day, and yet she could humble herself before them.

But Seth, with his power and wealth, could crush others in his grip, and he could even stand in public with a gun declaring he'd take a life without batting an eye. She refused to capitulate to him.

Perhaps she was convinced that he felt differently about her. Convinced that he'd go to great lengths to keep her by his side. Surely he wouldn't kill her.

But she didn't want to sleep with him either. She couldn't even bring herself to exchange intimacy for money with him for Hugo's sake, let alone anyone else. No one mattered more than Hugo.

"When was the last time you were with a woman? Has Danielle been neglecting your needs, causing you to rush things the minute I agreed to sleep with you?"

Seth sneered, gripping her chin and leaning down to claim her lips.

Cicely turned her face away. He forced her face back, his dark eyes boring into her repulsed expression. "Having second thoughts?"

Cicely glared defiantly, "I don't have a fetish for having sex in the elevator."

"You think you're in a position to negotiate where it happens?"

"I don't think I deserve to be in your bed, so can you let me go?"

The elevator doors slid open, and Seth's intense gaze made Cicely's scalp tingle with dread.

"Whose bed do you think you deserve to be in? That half-dead man outside?"

An urge to flee surged within Cicely as she faced the open elevator. "Anyone but you."

Seth felt his self-proclaimed restraint crumble before this woman who seemed to find countless ways to shatter the walls that trapped him.