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.”

—

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.

car, Yasmine’s expression remained

times than

you need glasses?” Yasmine casually

to say? No contact for two months and suddenly you’re sharing desserts and coffee? What’s going on in

across her phone’s screen,

perceptible. “All this for

“Am I that

“Then what’s your reason?”

“Just feeling annoyed.”

classic Yasmine response. “Those were just kid’s squabbles from when we were ten. Holding onto that, or keeping score with

“Do you want me to jump out and end

wheel

eyes seemed to follow her more closely than ever. Any guy that

everyone got the impression that they were an item.

relationship with

in the cafeteria, ignoring Serana sitting across from her, Yasmine addressed Boyd directly, “Rumor has it

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

a bit slow on the uptake,

“When did

Silence.

More silence.

there’s some misunderstanding. Don’t overthink it.”

to speak, but Boyd set down his

two seconds. Almost as he stood up, she abruptly stood

Boyd’s expression darkened.

hadn’t taken two steps before being pulled toward the exit. They stopped at the

deeply

“Escape? Why

know what

moment, then nodded. “Years ago, suddenly getting a ‘friend’ like Serana nearly did me in. Now, out of nowhere, I get a ‘boyfriend’ and a love rival? Boyd, are you trying to say I’ve had it too easy, or that I didn’t

“Who’s your love rival?”

her temple and exhaled,

and I

her is none of my business. As for the rumors, we know what’s up. I don’t mind, but if it bothers you, I can

voice cut through the

penetrating intensity, “You sure you’re not just playing

out a laugh. “Me, playing dumb? What’s up? Are we, like, actually dating or something? How come I, the person involved, am the last to know? Have you been openly courting me, or poured out your heart in a confession, or have

closer, his eyes never leaving hers, “So, all of that has to happen

“When I first heard the rumor, I found it ridiculous. Just the rumor alone seemed absurd to me, so the idea of it being

“Why?” he pressed.

for your insistence on linking our childhoods together, I would’ve probably stayed completely cut off from you. I think I’ve been pretty

brows knitted together, clearly

remind you,” she continued, “don’t use your guilt towards me as a way to make amends,

confidence was disarming, silencing any retort before it could be

was just a big misunderstanding, it might have become 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.