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.

enveloped her, punctuated only by occasional flashes of

she felt her body hanging

more.

but it was only a

with the same excruciating pain

organs aching.

metallic taste

surroundings, revealing

the base of the mountain. Exhausted

there for a while, moving her limbs feebly before

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

barely

them, lying silently in the

walk or use her

was drained, hurting, and struggling

give up on her. Nor would the cops. They lived by

question was whether she’d live to see

an eternity, a light suddenly swept her way, followed by

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

her arm, “I’m

person heard her.

in until the light

over, shocked

she helped Yasmine to

fall from the

her, “More like

wiped the mud from her

you to be the one

“Did you

one knows it better than me. If you fell from the

you could end

a weak smile, “Truly the

talking. Save your strength. The police and Bryson

hidden away. Let me take you there. This

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

and handed her a flashlight.

in front of her,

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

and gratitude. Hot tears flowed down her

can’t carry me.”

grabbing Yasmine’s arm and draping it over her shoulder. “I

of flour up the mountain when I

You’re lighter than a

she steadied Yasmine and slowly

cave wasn’t far, and behind its vine-covered entrance lay

next to some

seeing the wounds on Yasmine’s body, Ava hesitated,

more pain. She tried to clean the mud

suggesting, “You should probably take off those clothes. You’d

naked than in those

soiled attire and

her

you,” she muttered while helping

fire in me. You hide in the haystack

to look for

as a fish

let

at your injuries. You must hurt

gave a slight shake of her

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

You shouldn’t

get the wrong idea.”

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

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