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Chapter 136- The Call
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“Where the fuck were you last night?”His voice cracked through the silence like a gunshot, sharp and cold, making me flinch as the door slid shut behind me.Mr De Vito didn’t move from where he stood—tall, immovable, and dangerous as hell. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides. His jaw ticked once, and his gaze—normally unreadable—was blazing.I froze a few feet inside the penthouse, my fingers tightening around my purse. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. My throat had dried up the moment the elevator chimed on this floor. I’d known this was coming. I’d known it the second Alessandro said his name.Still, being here—face to face with him in the cold aftermath—was a different kind of terrifying.“I—” I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry.”“That’s not an answer.” He took a step closer. “Where were you?”Lie. Just lie. Tell him anything but the truth.Because I couldn’t tell him I’d left the charity ball because I saw a ghost from the past. A ghost with a name. A ghost with a re
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The first thing I felt was my brain trying to climb out of my skull.The second was panic.I sat up too fast—huge mistake. The world spun, a dizzying carousel of expensive furniture, soft lighting, and a ceiling I didn’t recognize. My heart pounded against my ribcage like it was trying to alert security.Where the hell am I?I blinked rapidly. This wasn’t my room. The bed beneath me was twice the size of mine. The sheets smelled like cedarwood and… money. The walls were painted a soft ivory, the curtains drawn just enough to let in warm morning light. It wasn’t a hotel room either—too elegant for that. A chandelier hung overhead, glittering even in the daytime.My fingers curled around the sheets as dread settled in.I remembered the tequila. I remembered the waves. The way I laughed like I hadn’t in months. I remembered—oh god, walking barefoot through the street. But then… I remembered a face. Sharp jaw, burning eyes. A familiar menace from the past.I’d seen him at the ball last ni
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 137- Slipping Control
The lights of the city blinked beneath me like a sea of fireflies, restless and chaotic. I stood at the window of my penthouse, hands tucked into the pockets of my slacks, staring down at the skyline that never slept. My reflection looked back at me in the glass—tired, tense, controlled only by a thin thread of restraint. I had spent my life mastering the art of calm calculation, making decisions under pressure with the precision of a scalpel.But tonight, something was off.Tonight, Emily was at Alessandro Salvatore's house.My jaw clenched as I watched the dark outlines of the buildings. I couldn’t stop replaying that call in my head, the way his voice sounded so casual, like it wasn’t a goddamn crisis that she was passed out drunk in his home. Like it wasn’t a problem that she had disappeared without a word and turned up in the company of a man like him.How the hell did she end up with him of all people?How the hell did she get herself tangled up with Salvatore? The man was oil
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 136- The Call
I lingered on the balcony longer than I meant to. The moonlight was too soft, the bourbon too smooth, and the night too full of a quiet I hadn't felt in years. For a man like me, silence usually meant a deal gone wrong, a moment to plan, or worse—a trap.But tonight? Tonight, it was peace.Until I reached into my pocket and realized my phone was missing."Damn," I muttered under my breath, patting the inside of my jacket, my slacks, even checking behind the cushion I was sitting on.Nothing.With a sigh, I pushed off the chair and made my way downstairs. The house was mostly dark, save for the golden sconces humming low along the corridor. Somewhere above, I imagined Emily still asleep, tangled in the guest bed, one hand flopped over her stomach like a cartoon character after a wild night.A reluctant smile tugged at my lips.When I got to the car, I found my phone right where I'd left it, tucked between the seats. As I reached for it, I spotted something else.Emily's purse.And her
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 135- Drunk Shenanigans
I should have known ordering that second round was a bad idea. Hell—I should’ve known ordering the third shot of tequila was just begging for trouble. But when Emily’s glass slid empty again, and she looked up at me with those bold, half-lidded eyes, laughing like she was daring the sea itself to try and crash us out, how could I say no?So yes, I did this to myself.Now here we were, on the walk back to my car, and she was leaning too heavily on me, giggling in disjointed bursts.“I’m fine,” she slurred, her voice melting around the syllables like syrup. “I walk in heels all the time. These aren’t even—wait. I’m barefoot, aren’t I?”“Very barefoot,” I said, trying to keep my tone even, though her carefree abandon in the moonlight was undeniably cute.She paused to register that, then grinned wildly. “That’s rebellious of me. Emily the Rebel!”I chuckled softly and angled my upper body to catch her if she stumbled again. She was so warm, so… human in that moment—her wild hair flying l
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 134- Panicked
The ball was over. The music died. The last notes of the quartet faded into the hush of departing guests. I stood by the grand entrance, offering handshakes and polite smiles—the kind that don’t reach past the eyes. “Thank you for coming. Safe travels.” Automatons. I hated every syllable. Because none of the faces around me mattered. None of the accolades. None of the gleaming chandeliers or polished marble. I was unmoved. Hollowed out. My mind was still roaming the hallways. The terrace. The service corridors Angelo had swept. Everywhere. Still no Emily. Angelo appeared beside me—quiet, tense, protocol intact. His tone was low. “No sign of her in the main hall. South wing is clear.” My heart clenched. “So she just… vanished?” I swallowed. The charade snapped. “Check every inch of this place. Speak with every staff member.” Angelo nodded and disappeared. I retreated into the empty ballroom, its grandeur now mocking. Tables pushed aside. Staff cleaning. The silence heavy as
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