The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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After dinner, Yasmine and Serana tidied up the dining area.

“Cleaning up” was a generous term, considering Serana was doing most of the

work.

Yasmine, who had grown up in an orphanage, may not have had the easiest

childhood, but she was never required to do chores like cooking, laundering, or

chopping wood. Once she left the orphanage, such tasks were even further from

her reality. Her hands were soft and beautiful, with slender, pale fingers.

Standing beside Serana at the sink, the most Yasmine would do was to wipe

down the already clean dishes. And she had this air about her, as if she had

done some monumental task that deserved high praise.

Enter title…

Serana wasn’t much of a talker. It seemed ever since Yasmine started dating

Boyd, Serana had become even quieter. The time they spent washing dishes

was particularly tough for her. The moment the last plate was dried, she let out a

sigh of relief and quickly said, “There’s nothing left to do now, Yasmine. You

should get on with your evening.”

Yasmine rinsed her hands under the faucet and watched Serana put away the

dishes. “I’ve always meant to say, you have a real knack for cooking and

cleaning,” she said.d2

Serana paused for a moment, then smiled at her. “I’m just curious about these

things, so I tend to pay more attention. Boyd isn’t too keen on eating out. If you

have the time, I could teach you a few of his favorite dishes.”

Yasmine chuckled and shook her head. “No time for that.”

After putting away the utensils, Serana turned and gave her a strained smile.

“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I’m sure Boyd would

be delighted if you cooked for him.”

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” Yasmine smirked, looking at

her. “Is that what you thought back then?”

Serana’s smile froze instantly. Her eyes locked with Yasmine’s for a few

seconds before she forced herself to look away, her grip tightening on the edge

of the countertop. “It seems like you’ve misunderstood something about us,”

Serana said softly.

Yasmine observed her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “Why so

tense? Who did I misunderstand you with?” she teased.

Serana bit her lip, replying quietly, “Nothing…”

Noticing Serana’s trembling hand on the counter, Yasmine’s eyes sharpened.

“Thank you for the meal,” she said.

Serana didn’t reply, only managing a stiff smile.

Yasmine left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more unsettling than

comforting.

Boyd was lounging on the sofa, perusing the stack of books she’d brought over,

exuding a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord with her. She approached

and held out her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and kissed it lightly.

Yasmine looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell it, not kiss it.”

“It smells nice,” he said.

“I just washed dishes. So you like the scent of dish soap?”

Boyd pulled her down beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion. “You?

Washing dishes?”

Yasmine pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did half the

work.”

Boyd chuckled and reached into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling out a

tube of hand cream. He squeezed a generous amount onto Yasmine’s hands

and began to massage it in.

The faint scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were soft and

Boyd kissed

do that again,” he

admiring

asked so nicely, I won’t

shaking his head as he gently

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going back until you

Boyd paused, hand still on her

away. “Of course.

thinking about are off the

frown deepened at

shoulder.

the books on the coffee

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off the

headed for the

night, no

and leaned over

here. Have you

hand.

of his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she leaves.

to doing it under the watchful eyes

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat

out of bed. “I’m going to

—

Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She dried

out, intending to get

speaking with a detached tone on the

have two years before graduation.

he said.

think my major

moment before conceding, “If you’ve really decided,

it’s up to you.”

sigh of relief.

the beginning of their conversation, but

about what it entailed.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from

moment. “I’ve got

and handed Yasmine a glass of water. “It’s at

temperature.”

Serana pick up an orange peel from

and toss it in the trash. She took

wife, Aliza, would play the

wife at home. She would cook a table of dishes that her

house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

water glass, half-drunk, was handed to

a couple of trash bags and stepped out the

I’d say Serana was the

he finished the water and set the glass

thing you do

eyes at the doorway, her gaze briefly

Boyd with a half-smile that wasn’t quite

be it.

sighed and scooped her up, placing her back on

mistaken for a maid after an afternoon’s hard work—I

that amusing.”

smile was shallow, “So are you relieved she

didn’t make her upset?”

moment. “Is there a

why did

his head, “Since you’ve pointed out the

consequences would probably be

your answer is definitely one I don’t want

away and dived

consequences are indeed severe.”

for a while, a small

phone, looked up at him. “If

I go?”

the blanket.

pinned it back down and covered her again, his tone tinged

“I’ll take

didn’t reply, diving back into

—

shower, Boyd found Yasmine already nestled under

set aside, her back to him, still

slightly, slipped under the covers, and was greeted

fragrant scent.

he gazed into

her forehead, “I didn’t think you’d fall

dodged him. “Do you think I

severe consequences?”

Boyd paused, “So…”

offered a faint smile, “So let’s start with that paper

arguments.”

left with no choice but to compromise

the well-defined muscles on his

hold her as she

next morning, Boyd was gone.

up, opened the closet, and chose an

apartment, her clothes had

to see. She pushed her clothes

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