Intrigued by the CEO: Paranoid Obsessions

“Don’t play dumb with me! Hand over the child you’re hiding!” He grew impatient, his thumb lightly flicking the safety on the gun. Harper was in imminent danger of being shot at any moment.

She was frightened, sweating profusely. “I really haven’t been pregnant. Can’t you investigate properly? You can’t just…”

“Investigate? Fine, I’ll do it right now!”

Her persistent denial completely enraged him.

He scanned her body under the sheer fabric with displeasure. The sheer fabric draped over her entire body like a dress, revealing only her shoulders. The fabric made her skin appear exceptionally fair, as delicate as a newborn baby’s.

Sweat trickled down her skin, making her look as if she had just stepped out of a bath, incredibly alluring.

His eyes darkened, a strange heat quickly spreading through his body. Sweat continued to pour from Harper’s body, even soaking through the sheer fabric. A dark surgical scar on her flat abdomen was faintly visible…

“How could you have a scar if you’ve never given birth?” He demanded, dominant and imperious, convinced that she had indeed given birth.

Harper realized that he had seen her body and quickly covered her abdomen with her hand, her face flushed. “This is from an appendectomy. There’s no way a C-section scar would be cut so off to the side.”

“Then you must have had a vaginal birth. I need to check!” He threw away the gun, his towering figure pressing closer to her.

The unique scent emanating from Harper aroused a burning desire in him, a desperate need for release.

“What’s going on?” Harper froze, then shouted, “Hey… stay away!”

The man was approaching step by step. His eyes bore into her, like a hunter spotting its prey. His eyes flickered with flames of desire, as if longing to consume every inch of her skin.

“What do you want? Stay back…” Harper kept backing away…

He was already on the bed, kneeling in front of her.

She was completely under his shadow.

“I’m going to… give you a physical examination…” His eyes stared straight at her.

“An examination doesn’t require getting this close, does it?” Her mind was in chaos.

“Is this too close? Harper, between a man and a woman, negative distance is close.”

“What are you talking nonsense? You don’t go too far … Mmm-”

Harper’s unfinished words were silenced by his thin lips. The sheer fabric on her body was lifted by his large hand… He rudely spread her legs apart, and his strong, hot body pressed down on her…

“Ah-”

Harper screamed and woke up from her dream.

She wasn’t in that luxurious room, but in her own rented apartment.

She stood there for nearly ten minutes, finally realizing that she had been dreaming.

What the hell… How could she dream of being kidnapped by a man… And that man was desperately asking her for a child… In the end, he even checked if she had given birth in that way…

The feeling was too real, so real that she could still remember the warmth of his body now.

His expression was indifferent, but his skin was burning hot, almost melting her.

She could still vividly recall the feeling, the pain when his hard cock entered her body; the sense of fullness when he started moving slowly inside her; the suffocating pleasure when he went in and out of her body wildly…

‘Harper, are you so desperate for a man? Do you want a man to fuck you so badly?’ Harper hated herself for still thinking about the man from her dream. She slapped herself in the face to wake up.

Awake, Harper glanced at the newspaper on the bedside table. She picked it up and saw the headline on the front page-[N. E. International Group CEO Blaze Wychwood Returns. The main company under the group now ranks first in market value worldwide…]

Blaze Wychwood…Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

The news was accompanied by a photo of a handsome man coming out of the airport. He was followed by a group of bodyguards. He looked very young, wearing a gray trench coat, with a slender figure. His eyes, beneath neatly trimmed short hair-just a simple glance could make one’s face flush and heart race, even through the photo.

The man in the photo was the male protagonist in her dream.

No wonder she felt that the man in her dream was so familiar.

Well, it seemed that she fell asleep while reading this news last night, which led to that kind of dream.

Come to think of it, how could she have any connection with such a person?