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

when she felt her

more.

it was only a moment before she

her body wracked with the

organs aching.

a metallic taste

illuminated her surroundings, revealing she had landed on

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

moving her limbs feebly

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

could barely open

to shield them, lying silently in the downpour,

or use her hands

hurting, and struggling

wouldn’t give up on her. Nor would

whether she’d live to see

light suddenly swept

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

weakly moved her arm, “I’m

the person heard her.

until the light finally

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

visibly shaken as she helped

you really fall

against her,

from her face, “You’re one lucky

didn’t expect you to be the one to

back, “Did you forget? This

ground. No one knows it better than me. If you fell from the

you

a weak

talking. Save your strength. The police and

there’s a cave nearby, hidden away.

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

sit up and handed her a flashlight. Then

front of her, “Climb on my

Ava’s slender, fragile silhouette, feeling a mix of

Hot tears flowed down her rain-chilled

can’t carry me.”

turned, grabbing Yasmine’s arm and draping it

when

my family. You’re lighter than a load of

steadied Yasmine

and behind its vine-covered

Ava settled Yasmine next

the wounds on Yasmine’s body, Ava hesitated, not

pain. She tried to clean the mud without touching

take off those clothes.

in those

at her soiled attire and

helping her undress

shouldn’t have asked you,” she muttered while helping

got no fire in me. You hide in the haystack for

to look for

Yasmine was as helpless as a fish on a cutting board, barely

let Ava strip

at your injuries. You must

a slight shake of

rolled her eyes. “Why you gotta be so tough? It’s clear as

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

get the wrong idea.”

painful,” Yasmine insisted. “I

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