The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Noah had many friends, and in previous years, she used to stick close to him. Whenever Noah was roped into a new group chat, Ella was inevitably there as well.

Take, for instance, the old neighborhood crew—friends from way back when, the sort who grew up on the same block and trudged to school together. As time marched on, they’d all spun off in their own orbits, some landing in different cities, others hustling through the same ol’ town, but whenever a reunion cropped up, Ella would be there, mingling and melding with the crew as if she’d never been anything but one of the gang.

This particular group was a bit looser with their banter than most.

It was a Thursday night when Ella, fresh from a shower and cozied up in bed, noticed her phone buzzing with a barrage of messages from the gang. Amidst the chaos of notifications, her name was flashing in a bold, beckoning red.

Driven by curiosity, she tapped into the thread, only to be greeted by a chorus of congratulations for Noah.

She clicked on the message that had tagged her: [@PrincessElla, spill the beans! Who’s the lucky lady Noah’s snagged? Pics or it didn’t happen.]d2

Ella blinked in disbelief. Noah’s got a girlfriend?

Instinctively, she scrolled through the chat history and discovered that someone had shared their upcoming nuptials with a celebratory digital toast. After the initial wave of well-wishes, talk turned to the dwindling number of bachelors in the group, and naturally, all fingers pointed to Noah.

Bombarded with tags and probably fed up, Noah had blurted out a bombshell: [Not single. Don’t bother sending me wedding gifts under a hundred grand.]

[Damn!]

[Holy smokes!]

[The big shot at Visionary Productions keeping his love life under wraps?]

[Which girl has he charmed?]

[@PrincessElla, come on, give us the deets on your new auntie-in-law! Pics, please.]

The chat erupted with further tagging, congratulations, and a burning curiosity that only intensified with Ella’s cryptic response. Her fingers hovered over the screen for an eternity before she finally tapped out a message, forcing a smile through the digital divide, her fingertips trembling above the keys. [No comment, folks. But let’s just say she is quite the looker.]

Her playful deflection only stoked the group’s curiosity. In no time flat, Noah added someone new to the chat: [Any questions? Ask her yourself.]

A brief silence fell before the chat exploded again.

[Damn, the lady herself?]

[Really?]

[The Mrs.?]

[Hello everyone, I’m Rebecca.]

[Welcome to the family.]

[Pics or it didn’t happen.]

Ella quietly exited the chat, her mind replaying the image of the woman she’d seen at the mansion. Noah and Rebecca truly seemed well-matched.

The next day, Noah went public with the engagement.

hospital, with their

but she chose to start from the ground up. Her actions were beyond reproach. Even as her identity became fodder for

had encountered that fateful night. Apparently, Noah and Rebecca had known each other for ages—a fact that

was all anyone could talk about. Some even approached Ella with cryptic congratulations on

textbooks, Ella settled into a seat in

him, a wry smile playing on her lips, and nodded before diving

“What is?”

on my

pause, Paul

nodded, her

for a moment.

did he never see my blatant attempts? And why did he let me stay

Paul furrowed his brow.

*

Noah phoned Ella to pick her up for a trip back

parked outside the school, catching sight of Ella through the car window. She was dressed in a simple blue and white striped sundress that accentuated her delicate

a smile, then turned her gaze to his car. The smile on her

seat, the beautiful familiar face revealed by the slowly retracting car window still

she quickly adjusted her

returned the smile

was in, Rebecca turned around to chat. They talked about Ella’s

playing games to make Noah

the best time for romance—such a wonderful age. With your smarts and looks, Ella, I bet you have plenty

few.” That was

surprised. “Then you

her studies. Romance can wait,” Noah

when he

do you plan on dating if not

test of time. When graduation comes, everyone would go their separate ways. It is a waste of emotions and time,

separate ways? If they truly love each other, the girl will follow the boy wherever he goes,

ended up in a heated debate, but

moment to

into a thin line. He remained silent for the rest of the journey. Ella, too,

heads-up because they showed no

who had already looped

pace, Ella couldn’t help but

laughter of Jon filled her ears. “Have a seat. Make

said, her ease

shed his coat and took a seat on the couch first. At

stepped through the foyer into the living room, “Grandpa,

warm smile, gesturing her over. “Met your future

“Yep, I have.”

stayed fixed on Ella’s face, searching for any sign of distress before pulling her to

break. Ella will be free then, and she can even bring

to remind her of this event, even timing it with