Intrigued by the CEO: Paranoid Obsessions

Harper’s inspiration was bursting, and she didn’t stop drawing until dusk.

Glancing at the time, it was time to cook.

Harper saved the sketches on her computer, then stretched her arms and walked out of the study.

As Harper passed through the living room, she heard Blaze’s displeased voice, “Why should I attend this kind of rich kid’s wedding banquet? Just send a secretary, it’ll do.”

“But the other party is about to inherit…” Dylan started.

“I said I’m not going, and that’s final. Stop bothering me!” Blaze interrupted Dylan impatiently, flipping through the documents in his hand.

Harper glanced over and sighed inwardly. Blaze was in a bad mood for twenty hours a day.

Wedding banquet? Suddenly, Harper remembered that Logan and Fiona’s wedding was in two days, and the invitation was still lying in her bag.

Her life was so messed up by Blaze that she even forgot about this.

‘To go or not to go?’ Harper frowned and walked into the kitchen to start cooking dinner.

Halfway through cooking, her phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from her foster father, Walter Shaw.

She hesitated for two seconds before answering, “Dad.”

How long had it been since she last answered her foster father’s call? Over the years, whenever she called home, her foster parents wouldn’t pick up. Even if they did, they’d say a few words and hang up.

“Um…” Walter’s voice lacked emotion. “Are you still drawing comics?”

“Yes, I’m still drawing comics.” Harper’s voice trembled slightly as she heard Walter’s voice after such a long time, “Dad, are you and Mom doing okay?”

“Do you know that Fiona’s wedding is being dubbed the princess wedding by the media?”

‘Fiona… So this call was for her.’

“Um, I know,” Harper replied indifferently.

Blaze suddenly walked in from outside, seeing her on the phone but didn’t say anything. He just walked over to her, picked up a fork, and started eating the dishes she had prepared.

‘He must have starved to death in his previous life, always eating like this.’ Harper glanced at him.

Walter’s voice continued on her phone, “Do you know how many people will be paying attention to this wedding? Both domestic and international media will be watching. This is Fiona’s once-in-a-lifetime wedding, and I don’t want any negative reports.”

‘Negative reports… Was he afraid I would cause trouble at the wedding?’

“Don’t worry, I won’t go,” Harper reassured him. She turned her head, and Blaze had already finished almost all the dishes, yet there wasn’t a single grease stain on his thin lips. He always had excellent table manners.

“If you don’t go, won’t our family end up being portrayed as having conflicts again?” Walter sounded somewhat displeased, “On that day, you’ll go with us and stay by our side without causing any trouble. You don’t need to say anything, just stay.”

“But I don’t want to go…”

At Harper’s words, Walter immediately became excited, “How many more years are you going to keep causing trouble? They’re about to get married, don’t be difficult to your sister. I’ve raised you for so many years, you should repay me somehow.”

Repay? Harper listened quietly, feeling a bit bitter. “I understand, I’ll go.”

Even though she didn’t want to get entangled with Logan and them anymore, Walter still wanted her to attend.

Reality always goes against one’s wishes.

Hopefully, this would be the last time.

“That’s good.” After saying that, Walter hung up the phone.

Harper put down her phone and served the food from the pot. Blaze’s eyes were fixed on the dishes Harper had just served…

“Your expression seems to be judging me for eating too much,” Blaze’s sharp gaze swept towards her.

Harper was startled and hurriedly said, “No.”

“It’s better not,” Blaze withdrew his gaze and continued eating. Then, as he ate, he suddenly asked, “Harper, did you add any special ingredients to the food, like heroin?”

“How is that possible?” Harper found it somewhat amusing.

“Then why am I addicted to it?” Blaze’s voice was deep, and his expression seemed a bit absent-minded, “I wasn’t a glutton. My appetite used to be normal. But when it came to the food you made, it seemed like I could never get enough. There was no explanation for it.”

“Huh?” Harper was taken aback. ‘He said he was addicted to my food? Am I really that good at cooking? I didn’t feel that way.’

“Oh, by the way, did you find the contact information for my college friend Lena?” Harper asked.

“Not yet.”

“Oh…” Harper nodded, feeling somewhat disappointed, “There’s one more thing I want to tell you. I have to attend a banquet in a few days.”

“No!” Blaze blurted out, his tone domineering.

“I have to go to this banquet,” Harper looked at him seriously, “So, how about this? Whatever you want to eat today, I’ll make it for you, okay?”

“You.”

“What?” Harper was stunned.

“I want to ‘eat’ you,” Blaze suddenly turned to stare at her, his eyes so deep they seemed to want to devour her, “How about it?”

Harper felt uneasy under his blunt gaze.

Eat her? Her body had long been his dessert after meals.

“Okay.” Harper felt like she was truly decadent, agreeing to such a absurd request so readily.

Blaze gazed at her, arms wide open. “You have to take the initiative. If you’re not sincere, do you think I’ll let you off easily?”

“… ” She knew it wouldn’t be that easy.

Harper hesitated. This was too… ashamed…

“I’ll count to three.”

“How do I take the initiative?”

“Until I’m satisfied. ”

“One…”

“Three!”

Suddenly, it was already three… Harper didn’t think too much and just rushed forward, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying herself in his embrace.

Blaze’s body was knocked slightly back. ‘Harper… this woman…’

Harper didn’t know what he was thinking. She held him tightly, slowly tiptoed, getting closer to his lips bit by bit.

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Blaze lowered his eyes to watch her. Her lips were pink, approaching his slowly with a seductive allure.

She kissed him. Their lips met.

Blaze’s breath immediately became heavy, like someone suddenly encountering water in a drought, longing for a source of relief. He didn’t move. Harper pressed her lips against his thin ones, clumsily moving her own lips.

No, she just couldn’t take the initiative.

Harper was about to withdraw in disappointment when Blaze suddenly tightened his grip on her body, pulling her deeply into his embrace and fervently kissing her lips. He kissed her forcefully and passionately, his tongue prying open her lips to taste the sweetness inside…

Blaze’s hands tightening around her waist as he lifted her up.

Harper’s feet gradually left the ground as he kissed her. She was afraid of falling, so her hands slowly wrapped around his neck, and her legs instinctively wrapped tightly around his waist.

Blaze held her tightly and sat her directly on the dining table.

“You are on top, this time,” he commanded.

He lifted her skirt, pulled her panties aside, and eagerly inserted his fingers, moving them back and forth.

“Ah…” Sensations of both soreness and numbness overwhelmed her rationality. Her body had become accustomed to his touch.

Blaze quickly unzipped, pulling out his already erect and sizable cock. He grabbed her buttocks, guiding them down onto his cock, which was already moistened with anticipation.

Harper trembled with excitement, feeling every inch of his hard and long cock slowly penetrating her. Her legs quivered, and the fullness made her grip his shoulders tightly.

But halfway through, it got stuck.

“You… move down,” Blaze urged, slightly lifting her waist but only allowing a bit more entry. The sensation of being neither fully in nor fully out tortured their nerves.

Harper bit her lip, slowly lifting her hips up and then down, trying to find the right rhythm. Up… down… a few times until she adjusted, then slowly taking it all in.

Watching she actively accommodating him, Blaze almost couldn’t hold back from climaxing. He couldn’t suppress the overwhelming sensation, “Uh…” He pressed her buttocks down forcefully while thrusting upwards.

“Ah… ah…” Harper lifted her jaw, and even she didn’t realize how content her expression was at the moment.

Blaze held her hips, driving her up and down, making her engulf his hard and large cock…

…

Two days later.

A wedding ignited the highest attention.

“The most anticipated wedding in the country – The Davidson Group’s heir, Logan, and the actress Fiona’s wedding, will be held today. The prince has booked the entire Tranquil Haven Island to create the most romantic wedding.”

With the sound from the TV, Harper opened her wardrobe, looking at the beautiful dresses inside.

Blaze had Dylan buy her all high-end custom-made outfits from top brands.

“Tranquil Haven Island is beautiful, with perennial mist. It includes everything from chapels, hotels, spas, resorts, to airports, making it the perfect place to relax. Journalists are invited to attend the wedding to catch a glimpse of the real Tranquil Haven Island…”

Tranquil Haven Island, what a romantic place.