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.

Yasmine’s expression remained

glanced her way more times than necessary

you need glasses?” Yasmine

road. “You got nothing to say? No contact for two months and suddenly

her finger across her phone’s screen, engrossed in

twitch was barely perceptible. “All this for

stars on the level, “Am

“Then what’s your reason?”

“Just feeling annoyed.”

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

him off. “Do you want me to

gripped the steering wheel tighter. “Can’t do

watchful eyes seemed to follow her more closely than ever. Any guy that approached her would be “taken care of” by Boyd

impression that they were an item. Rumors reached Yasmine, and

a relationship with

ignoring Serana sitting across from her, Yasmine addressed

turning to the ever-composed Boyd, and silently

“You’re a bit

“When

Silence.

More silence.

overthink it.” She wasn’t about

to speak,

stared into his eyes for two seconds. Almost as he stood up, she abruptly stood up as well. “Feeling queasy all of

Boyd’s expression darkened.

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

until Boyd inhaled deeply and spoke, “Were you trying to

“Escape? Why

know what I

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 die thoroughly

“Who’s your love rival?”

temple and exhaled, “Alright, so

Serana and

a hand. “Your thing with her is none of my business. As for the rumors, we know what’s up. I don’t mind, but

Boyd’s voice cut through the

on her with a penetrating intensity, “You

and let 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

never leaving hers, “So, all of that has to happen for it to be

she spoke after a moment of silence, “When I first heard the rumor, I

“Why?” he pressed.

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

knitted together, clearly displeased by Yasmine’s

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

brutally honest. Her confidence was disarming, silencing any retort

feelings. However, the