The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1139

In the middle of her words, she seemed to remember something funny and burst out laughing. "Ha... I could really consider finding a man to keep me. After all, as a mistress, I not only can't ruin their relationships, but I even have to make sure their love beautiful and their family life harmonious. It's a rare deal... Seth!"

Cicely suddenly yelled, her ear that had been stroked by Seth was suddenly bitten. His hand was also wandering around her waist. His cool hand silently slipped under her dress and covered her skin.

Her nerves tensed up instantly, and she reached back to grab his hand. More precisely, his thumb.

She stopped his movements, just like every other time. Her hands were tender and small,and she couldn't hold his wrist in one hand, always missing a little bit, always leaving a small gap, a position that he could easily break free with a shake. So, in the past, she either grabbed his wrist with both hands or held his thumb with one hand. That was the case most of the time. This gesture became a little secret between the two of them.

Seth paused, looking down at the blushing woman in front of him. The alcohol must have hit her, her eyes filled with a layer of misty fog.

If it was before, she would hold onto him tightly, burying herself in his arms, but now she was staring at him vigilantly.

"Are you nuts?" Seth's eyes were dark, feeling his fingers tightly wrapped in her soft palm.

He smiled, his eyes filled with a devilish charm. "Are you too naive, or have I spoiled you too much, making you think that everyone can be as obedient to you as I am? Wanting to find a sugar daddy? You're such a spoiled brat, are you going to serve them or are they going to serve you? Even if they're willing to serve you, can they satisfy you? Huh?"

Cicely's eyelid twitched, the man's explicit yet sexy expression and voice stirred up a sense of humiliation in her heart. "Seth, are you a pervert?"

He chuckled, pinching her chin, gently lifting her face, his voice was soft, but he couldn't hide the domineering and restless anger. "See, if you call anyone a pervert, will they be reminded and do something more excessive to you?"

Cicely blinked, her eyes flashed with confusion.

Seth stroked her smooth chin, bent down to kiss her lips, his deep voice filled with a faint loving smile. "Don't worry, I don't have any kinky fetishes."

Seth's kiss imprinted on her lips, making Cicely's body stiffen. Her mind went blank, and she could only feel the tingling sensation from her scalp.

This kiss was so gentle, it made her doubt whether this was the same Seth who had once wanted to hurt her.

In the past, it was always her taking the initiative, she seduced him to kiss her, or he would grab her, and regardless of whether she agreed, he would kiss her. This reflected the man's dominance and possessiveness.

Such a kiss... It was really rare.

She looked up at him, feeling his hot breath mixed with alcohol; his eyes also seemed to have a blurry drunkenness.

Turns out he was drunk.

She slightly raised her eyebrows, the corners of her lips curved up, and the hand on his chest loosened a bit, gliding over his suit. Her beautiful face was filled with a smile, her gentle eyes radiating a charming allure. "Did you drink too much?"