The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Serana glanced at Boyd, her mind a blank slate as to what to say next. However, nothing was inappropriate about Yasmine’s actions afterwards. They munched on slices of cake and sipped on coffee, making small talk about how each other had been lately.

Aside from her initial sharp words, Yasmine’s demeanor was so faultlessly normal you couldn’t pick a bone with it. If there was anything to comment on, it was that her phone never seemed to leave her hand for long.

But the more she played it cool, the more both Serana and Boyd felt something was off.

“Do you come here often?” Boyd asked casually as Yasmine’s plate became crumb-free.

Yasmine gave a half-smile. “Yeah.”

“It is a nice place,” he admitted.d2

Taking a sip of her coffee, Yasmine leaned back in her chair. “Yeah.”

Boyd pursed his lips, and silence fell like a curtain.

Serana looked on, worry creasing her forehead. For years, Boyd had always been the one looking down on others, never the one to seek out chit-chat.

Serana could tell he was trying to find common ground, to say something – anything – to ease the tension with Yasmine.

Even though Yasmine was sitting there with them, who could really say where her thoughts were?

The misunderstanding that had started over a jar of flowers seemed resolved, and they were interacting like before. But was there real forgiveness from Yasmine? Not likely.

There they were, sitting across from each other, yet it felt like miles between them. Serana was curious – could Yasmine ever truly like someone?

What would she be like? What lengths would she go to? She’d love to see that.

But who would be the one to break through?

Yasmine’s phone rang, but she ignored it, standing up instead. “You guys carry on. I’ve got something else to attend to. I’ll head out first.”

She answered the phone as she pulled out her chair.

Boyd stood, reaching to catch Yasmine’s wrist. Phone to her ear, Yasmine looked at him. “Something else?”

Boyd stared for a moment. “Where are you off to?”

“Home.”

Derek’s figure appeared beside them. He eyed the hand Boyd had on Yasmine. “You want something?”

Boyd’s grip tightened unintentionally.

Yasmine pulled her hand back, phone down. “Should be clear now.”

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Serana watched through the glass as Yasmine’s car pulled away, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. “She’s still the same.”

Boyd didn’t respond.

the car, Yasmine’s expression remained

times than

glasses?”

to say? No contact for two

finger across her phone’s screen, engrossed in Candy

perceptible. “All this

on the level, “Am I that cheap in

“Then what’s your reason?”

“Just feeling annoyed.”

when we were ten. Holding onto that,

cut him off. “Do you want

gripped the steering wheel tighter. “Can’t do

She didn’t care, but he wouldn’t allow distance. His watchful eyes seemed to follow

the impression that they were an item.

relationship with

across from her, Yasmine addressed

turning to the ever-composed Boyd, and silently shoveled food into her

bit

“When did

Silence.

More silence.

Serana, “Clearly, there’s some misunderstanding. Don’t overthink it.” She wasn’t about to deal with a surprise

to speak, but

he stood up, she abruptly stood up as well. “Feeling queasy all of a

Boyd’s expression darkened.

being pulled toward the exit. They stopped at the basketball court next to

inhaled deeply

frowned. “Escape?

what I

me in. Now, out of nowhere, I get a ‘boyfriend’

“Who’s your love rival?”

her temple and exhaled, “Alright, so I’m

and

business. As for the rumors, we know what’s up. I

cut through

with a penetrating intensity, “You sure you’re not just

laugh. “Me, playing dumb? What’s up? Are we, like, actually dating or something? How come I, the

eyes never leaving hers, “So, all of that has

I found it ridiculous. Just the rumor alone seemed absurd to me, so the idea of it being true is even

“Why?” he pressed.

I’m too narrow-minded to fully let go of the past misunderstandings between us. After all, if it weren’t for your insistence on linking our childhoods together, I would’ve probably stayed completely cut off from you. I think I’ve been pretty generous by interacting with you and Serana up to this point. If I had to get involved with you in any other way, that would really be asking too

brows knitted together, clearly displeased

your guilt towards me as a way to make amends, and don’t confuse those

Her confidence was disarming, silencing any retort before it

a pathetic joke of unrequited feelings. However, the look in Boyd’s eyes that she had seen in the cafeteria left no doubt about his sincerity. He was