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

when she felt her body hanging in mid-air,

more.

braced for death’s embrace, but it was only a moment before

body wracked with the same excruciating pain as before,

organs aching.

a metallic taste filled

bolt of lightning illuminated her surroundings,

land—likely the base of the mountain. Exhausted and in pain,

while, moving her limbs feebly before

lightning’s flash, she surveyed the area. The rain stung

barely

to shield them, lying silently in the

or

drained, hurting, and

her. Nor would the cops. They lived by the

no case. The question was whether she’d live to see

light suddenly swept her way,

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

her arm,

the person heard her.

the light finally

Ava!” Ava rushed over, shocked by Yasmine’s battered state.

as she helped Yasmine to her feet. “Oh

you really fall from

her, “More like flew

wiped the mud from her face,

to be the

Yasmine’s hair back, “Did you forget? This mountain

knows it better than me. If you fell from

you could end

a weak smile,

Save your strength. The police and Bryson

hidden away. Let me take you there. This

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

Yasmine sit up and handed

of her, “Climb on my

looked at Ava’s slender, fragile silhouette, feeling a mix

Hot tears flowed

can’t carry me.”

turned, grabbing Yasmine’s arm and draping it

a sack of flour up the mountain when I was five. I bundle all the

lighter than

she steadied Yasmine and

far, and behind its vine-covered entrance lay a stockpile

settled Yasmine next to

on Yasmine’s

to clean the mud without

probably take off

naked than in those wet

at her soiled attire and frowned but shook her

her undress

muttered while helping Yasmine out

got no fire in me. You hide

look for

was as helpless as a

anything but let

my God, Look at your

gave a slight shake

you gotta be so tough? It’s clear as

admit it. You shouldn’t be like

get the wrong idea.”

not painful,” Yasmine insisted. “I just feel really

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