The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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At first, her hands were awkwardly suspended in the air, but eventually, they

found their way to his shoulders.

His arm encircled her lower back, securing her firmly to him, as his kissing grew

more intense and unrestrained. His chest pressed down upon hers, enveloping

her completely.

“I love you,” he murmured again and again, his voice a deep, comforting

whisper in her ear.

A thick blanket of snow surrounded the two, making it seem as if they were the

only people left in the world. Despite the biting cold, Rose felt as if spring had

taken up residence in her heart.

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After what felt like an eternity, Morrison rested his forehead against hers. His

warm breath fanned her face, his presence infusing her with a sense of warmth.

Her long eyelashes fluttered continuously.

Morrison gently tapped her nose, his affectionate gesture melting Rose’s heart

like butter. If only it had always been like this, she could have been happy for

years.d2

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But this moment was pretty great too.

The past couldn’t be changed, and maybe if it had been different, she wouldn’t

feel the overwhelming happiness she felt now, a happiness and contentment

that doubled in intensity.

Rose’s lips were swollen from the kiss as she looked down shyly, “In the end,

you’ve taken advantage of me again. Here we are now, and you’ve earned

yourself my confession.”

Morrison chuckled softly, nuzzling her, then took her hand and placed it over his

heart, his voice low and hazy, “For this one confession of yours, I will spend a

lifetime confessing my love to you.”

Rose’s heart skipped a beat. She slowly lifted her head, her eyes brimming with

unshed tears that shimmered and trembled in their sockets.

“You…”

After uttering just a syllable, a wave of emotion clogged her throat, almost

bringing her to tears.

Morrison tightened his embrace slightly.

“Hmm?”

“Are you really Morrison?”

His eyes flickered with emotion, and he leaned in to capture her lips once more.

“Are you convinced now?”

Rose buried her face in the crook of his neck. “Yes. It’s just that I’ve dreamed

countless times of us being together, and I thought those dreams were enough

to make me happy to tears, but now it’s even better than a dream. This doesn’t

seem like you.”

Morrison held her tighter. “I’m sorry, Rose. It’s all my fault. Believe me, I do love

you. It’s just that before, I didn’t realize it.

“I clearly wanted you. I couldn’t control being attracted to you when I saw you. I

hated it when you had close contact with other guys. I wanted to see you, even

if you were always against me, singing a different tune. I wanted your gaze to

always be on me. But I also felt that it was dangerous. You were dangerous,

making me conflicted. I didn’t like this feeling, I couldn’t even control myself. It

was awful.”

Morrison rambled on, desperate to explain, his words tumbling out almost

incoherently.

Rose could feel his confusion and helplessness. Oddly enough, she understood

the feelings he had back then because she had gone through a similar time. But

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as a girl, she had quickly recognized those feelings as love. Girls often dreamed

of a beautiful romance, while boys seemed to be more detached when it came

to emotions.

She couldn’t demand that Morrison respond to her with a hundred percent

certainty, or expect him to be a natural-born romantic who could instantly

recognize her feelings for him.

That wasn’t possible. No one was perfect.

She loved him, flaws and all. Even though he had done many things to hurt her,

she still wanted to find a reason to forgive him. Especially now, with him like this,

all she felt was happiness.

The past was painful, but she had endured it because of her love for him. If it

wasn’t love, where would all the heartache come from?

She loved him, the dream of her lifetime.

Now that happiness was within her grasp, she wanted to hold on to it tightly.

That way, all her past sorrows and long waiting would have been worthwhile.

Her heart’s deepest desire had been fulfilled.

Call her spineless, masochistic, silly, or stupid, but she wanted to fulfill her own

wish for happiness.

To her, the love she had longed for was right before her eyes. To let go now

instead of holding on would be foolish, truly foolish.

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