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 flashes

then, just when she felt her body

more.

death’s embrace, but it was only a moment before she hit

wracked with the same excruciating pain as

organs aching.

a metallic taste

of lightning illuminated her surroundings, revealing

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

her

surveyed the area. The rain stung her

barely open her

hand to shield them,

ever walk or use her

hurting,

on her. Nor would the cops. They lived by the rule:

case. The question was whether

felt like an eternity, a light suddenly swept

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

her arm,

the person

the light finally settled on

over, shocked

shaken as she helped Yasmine to her feet. “Oh

really fall from

against her, “More like flew

her face,

expect you to be the

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

me. If

place you could

weak smile, “Truly

your strength. The police and

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

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

Yasmine sit up and handed her

her,

slender, fragile silhouette, feeling a mix of

and gratitude. Hot tears flowed

can’t carry me.”

arm and draping it over

sack of flour up the mountain when I was five.

You’re lighter than

she spoke, she steadied Yasmine

behind its vine-covered entrance

next to some

the wounds on Yasmine’s body,

to clean the

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

than in

and frowned but shook her head.

began helping her undress without another

muttered while helping

“I’ve got no fire in me. You hide

look

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

but let Ava strip her

your

shake of her head, “Doesn’t

you gotta be so tough? It’s clear

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

get the wrong idea.”

insisted. “I just feel really

a moment and nodded. “I guess