The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1772

Yulia had just found out about Chloe's predicament earlier in the day when she had overheard some colleagues discussing it at work.

With all that had happened, she had to check on her. However, she had not expected Nathan to bring Anya to the office to see her. After hanging up the phone, she rushed downstairs, and then straight to where they were.

The Harper family had been strained due to the recent troubles with Nathan's older brother, and she couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind. She hadn't seen him recently, and only found out he had also attended the Global Economic Summit from a post on social media.

Just as these thoughts were swirling in her mind, the sound of a door opening disrupted her thoughts, followed by her being yanked into a room.

Nathan seemed to have no concept of gentle handling, his force matching his robust physique. As the door slammed shut behind him, Yulia stood by the entrance, her heart pounding in the quiet room now occupied by just the two of them.

"When did you get back to P City?" she asked.d2

"Last night," Nathan replied, "I was too tired and just found a place to crash."

Yulia nodded, "I saw that you were also at the Global Economic Summit."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was abruptly pushed against the door once again. A gasp of surprise was stifled as Nathan's lips descended onto hers.

"I've missed you so much. You damn woman."

His kisses were relentless, his lips entwining with hers, leaving no room for air. His urgency and ragged breaths sent a chill down Yulia's spine.

Unable to move due to his strong hold on her, she found herself drawn in by his masculine scent, slowly reaching up to hold onto his shoulders.

Their bodies pressed together, her soft curves and his hard muscles seeming to fit together perfectly. The clothes on Yulia's body were ripped and disheveled, Nathan showing no patience as he quickly unbuttoned her shirt. His hold on her tightened, and with a growl, he lifted her up and threw her onto the bed.

Yulia hurriedly propped herself up, her hand on his shoulder, her lips vibrant and dewy red. "Wait. I haven't freshened up."

"Don't care. Fuck!" Nathan grumbled, bending down to nuzzle her neck. "You smell good even without taking a shower."

His voice was filled with longing. These past few days had been torturous for him, and the thought of her face, her soft body, and her gentle scent had been driving him crazy. This was a golden opportunity, and he was determined to make the most of it.

Yulia blushed at his words, but was helpless against his assertiveness.

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Chloe had brought Rose a set of pajamas and planned to bathe Anya. But when Anya saw the pajamas, she wanted one too and ran out of the room while Chloe and Rose weren't looking.

However, once outside, she didn't know where Yulia's room was. She ran to the room at the end of the hallway and knocked on the door.

Damon, thinking it was Chloe coming back, answered the door only to find no one there.

"Damon, I'm here."

A tender voice made Damon lower his head. When he saw the little one at his feet, he furrowed his brows slightly, his voice turning cold. "What are you doing here?"

Anya was a little scared of him, but she still clung to his leg, looking up at him with wide shining eyes.

"I want to find Yulipop. I want pretty pajamas too."

Damon raised an eyebrow, looking down at Anya.

Such a tiny thing... He wondered if his daughter would be like this.

He pursed his lips, suppressing his thoughts, and after watching her for a while, he suddenly bent down and picked her up. His face was expressionless, his aura overwhelming. Anya, although she obediently clung to his shoulders, was a little stiff.

Damon raised an eyebrow, "I'll take you to your mom… sister…"

Anya nodded happily, "Yes, to find Yulipop. Yulipop will definitely have pretty pajamas for me."

Just as Nathan had managed to unbutton Yulia's jeans, his face turning dark. "Can't you just wear a skirt?"

Yulia bit her lip shyly, "It's cold."

Nathan clicked his tongue impatiently, "Then those women on the street…"

Yulia looked at him, and Nathan paused, "Are they all crazy? Wearing skirts in this weather just to show off?!"

Yulia wasn't sure whether to be happy or angry.

Just as he was about to feast on the woman he had been longing for, there was a knock at the door.

Yulia quickly pulled up the blanket and buried herself in it.

Nathan watched as the warm woman he was just holding slipped away, cursing under his breath. "Damn it! Who is it?!"

Who would dare to knock on the door at this time! Didn't they know it was dangerous to disturb a man and a woman alone in a room?!

"Open the door."

Damon's cold voice came through the door, causing Nathan to roll his eyes. "Motherfucker, this must be intentional revenge."

"Nathan, Nathan, it's Anya. Open the door."

Anya's voice rang out, causing Yulia to sit up in bed, hurriedly picking up her clothes from the floor and putting them on.

Nathan walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Damon holding Anya in his arms, his face as sour as could be, his tone even more so. "What do you want?!"

Damon gave him a brief glance. His belt was missing, and his shirt had two buttons undone, his hand resting on the door frame, the crumpled shirt making him look even more disheveled.

Nathan went to great lengths to distract Anya, hastily taking the woman away, and now with this attitude, it was clear that things didn't go as planned.

Grinning, he uncharacteristically handed the girl over to Nathan with a contented mood. "She wants to sleep in her pajamas. Have Yulia find her some."

Nathan's mouth twitched, "Where would we have her pajamas?"

Damon raised an eyebrow, "Are you asking me?"