The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

The moment the branch snapped, Yasmine’s heart skipped a beat as if she

were plummeting down a cliffside. But in that brief instant, she felt an odd sense

of relief.

At last, she could shake off Boyd and Serana, those two thorns in her side. Now,

she could breathe easy, no longer needing to trouble her mind over their drama.

It had been quite the headache dealing with them both.

Boyd would be pleased. Serana, the apple of his eye, was safe and Yasmine,

the heartless one, wouldn’t be a sore sight for him anymore.

She wasn’t a fool though. She wouldn’t gamble with her life just to play

matchmaker for them. In this moment, she was determined to survive at all

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costs.

Thankfully, it wasn’t a sheer cliff she was dealing with.

However, the fall from the tree to the mountain’s side was significant, and when

she landed, the impact sent a jolt through her body as if every organ had been

shattered. The pain was so intense, she couldn’t pinpoint where it hurt the

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As she slid down the mountain, the thick underbrush and brambles tore at her

clothes, now muddy and ripped. Instinctively, she reached for anything to steady

herself.

At first, her descent was too rapid, and each grasp at stability only led to more

sliding. After several attempts, she managed to slow down.

Finally, gripping a protruding rock, she steadied herself, but the rain had

loosened the stones, and before she could catch her breath, the rock split,

sending her sliding down once again.

Rain washed soil down the mountainside, forming streams of mud that

cascaded over her. Twigs snapped and pebbles pelted her from above. Thorns

scratched her face, and her clothes were a mess, revealing legs and arms

littered with cuts of all sizes.

Initially, she had the strength to struggle, to fight for her life, but as the cold rain

numbed her pain, her strength waned. Though her speed had lessened, even

grasping for a handhold became too much effort.

Yasmine sighed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips in the midst of the downpour.

The irony wasn’t lost on her. Risking her life to save the very person she

despised, it sounded like a heroic tale of self-sacrifice.

But when had she ever been the saintly type?

Yasmine mused ruefully. Well, if this was to be her end, at least she’d leave

behind a noble reputation.

her, punctuated only by occasional

when she felt her body hanging in

more.

was only a moment before

the same excruciating

organs aching.

a metallic taste

bolt of lightning illuminated her surroundings, revealing she had

stretch of land—likely the base of the mountain. Exhausted and

there for a while, moving her

flash, she surveyed the area. The

could barely open her

shield them, lying silently in the downpour, wondering

ever walk or use

hurting,

up on her. Nor would the cops. They lived

whether she’d live to

an eternity, a light suddenly swept

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

her arm, “I’m

was faint, but the person heard her. Yasmine could

until the light finally settled on

Ava!” Ava rushed over,

shaken as she helped Yasmine

really fall from the

against her,

mud from her face,

didn’t expect you to be

“Did

me. If you fell from

you could end

a weak

The police

hey, there’s a cave nearby, hidden away. Let me take

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

and handed her

in front of her,

Ava’s slender, fragile silhouette, feeling a

Hot tears flowed

can’t carry me.”

turned, grabbing Yasmine’s arm and draping it over her

of flour up the mountain when I was five. I

family. You’re lighter than a load of

spoke, she steadied Yasmine and slowly rose to her

and behind its vine-covered entrance lay

settled Yasmine next to

on Yasmine’s body, Ava

tried to clean the mud without touching

should probably take off those

naked than in those wet

glanced at her soiled attire and frowned but shook

helping her undress without

she muttered while

in me. You hide in the haystack for a bit,

look

as helpless as a fish on a

but let Ava strip her

at your injuries. You

slight shake of her head, “Doesn’t

“Why you gotta be so tough?

you won’t admit it. You shouldn’t be like that, you know. People

get the wrong idea.”

Yasmine insisted. “I just feel

a moment and nodded. “I guess that makes sense. I