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Chapter 94- Regret
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HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 99- Ravished by Him
The silence stretched between us like a live wire, thrumming with tension so thick I could barely breathe.He stood at the edge of my bed, his hands fisted at his sides, jaw ticking like he was at war with himself. I sat up, sheets slipping off my chest, leaving me exposed in my flimsy tank top. My nipples tightened beneath the fabric, and I didn’t know if it was from the cool air or the fire blazing in his eyes.“Mr De Vito…” My voice was a whisper, shaky and uncertain, but laced with need. “What are you doing here?”He didn’t answer.Instead, he stared—his gaze slow, deliberate, and searing. My breath hitched as it roamed over every inch of me. I could feel the way he was drinking me in, from the slope of my shoulder to the bare skin of my thighs peeking out from beneath my shorts.“Strip,” he said.One word. Commanding. Low. Dangerous.Not a request.I froze, eyes wide. My heart skipped, then pounded faster. “W-What?”His gaze sharpened. “Take. It. Off.”Something inside me uncoile
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 98- Girls Talk
I was curled beneath my sheets, the silky fabric cool against my bare legs, phone pressed to my ear as Jane's giggles spilled through the speaker."Wait, wait, back up!" she said, her voice full of disbelief and giddy curiosity. "You're telling me he—Mr. De Vito—finally dicked you down in Mexico? After all that teasing? After all the late-night office tension?"I bit my lip, smiling despite the ache in my chest. "Yes."Jane squealed so loud I had to pull the phone away for a second."Emily Ross, you better not skip details. How was it? Was it... like you imagined? Slow and sensual? Or rough and—""Both," I whispered, staring up at the ceiling, heat blooming low in my stomach at the memory. "God, Jane. It was everything. He didn’t just fuck me. He possessed me. Like he was starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy him."Jane practically moaned through the phone. "Ugh, you lucky bitch. How does it feel being fucked by a forty-year-old billionaire?"I closed my eyes.The image
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 97- Secrets
The moonlight lights of Milan flickered through the window, but my eyes were fixed on one place—his parking space. Mr De Vito still wasn’t home.I knew I shouldn’t be watching. I knew it made me look like some lovesick fool standing behind a sheer curtain on the second floor, heart leaping at every sound, every flicker of motion.But I couldn’t help it.After the silence on the flight, after the cold, clinical way he dismissed me on the tarmac like I was just another employee—after everything—I needed to see him. Even from afar. Even if he walked in with another woman clinging to his arm. At least I’d know.I pressed my forehead against the glass, the chill grounding me for a second. A deep breath filled my lungs, heavy and stale. I was spiraling. I knew it. I had crossed a line. Slept with the man who signs my paychecks. Given him more of me than I’d ever given anyone, and now—Now, I didn’t know who I was to him.Nothing, if today was any indication.With a sigh, I turned from the
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 96- His Addiction and Obsession
I shouldn’t be doing this.I knew it the moment I slid behind the wheel, the Milan sky streaking purple and gold above me, the city humming beneath my tires as I drove with no clear destination. But my body—it had a mind of its own. And right now, it was at war with me.Her.Emily.The way she looked this morning, half-asleep, her skin still kissed with marks from my mouth. The soft swell of her breasts as she sat up, confused. The way she walked, sore from everything I did to her. I should’ve felt satisfied. Powerful.Instead, I felt wrecked.I’ve fucked countless women. I’ve taken what I wanted, left them breathless, ruined, addicted to my touch. But none of them ever left me like this—aching, burning, thinking.Obssessing.Her voice was still in my ears. The way she moaned my name. The way she called me Daddy with that sweet, filthy mouth of hers. It should’ve been enough.But it wasn’t.So I did the only thing a man like me knows how to do when he starts to feel too much.I went t
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 95- Cold Shoulders
I woke up to the smell of expensive cologne and the quiet rustle of fabric. The bed was empty beside me, cold. My eyes fluttered open to find Mr De Vito already dressed—dark tailored slacks, a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled just once, and that perpetual air of authority that clung to him like a second skin. He sat in the armchair near the window, one leg crossed over the other, fingers steepled, watching me.Not saying a word.I blinked, dazed from sleep and sore in all the best ways. My body still buzzed from everything we'd done last night—and earlier this morning. The memory of him slamming into me, his hand around my throat, the way he’d made me scream his name into the hotel sheets—it played on loop in my mind like a wicked lullaby. But now, he was silent. Distant. Ice where there had been fire."Go get ready," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "We’re returning to Italy."That was it. No good morning. No teasing. No smirk.Just cold command.I sat up slowly, the sh
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 94- Regret
I woke to the feel of her curled against me, skin warm, soft breath fanning against my chest. The moonlight slipped through the curtains, bathing the room in silver, and in that quiet moment, something tightened in my chest. Not lust. Not satisfaction. Something I hadn’t felt in a long time.Regret.Her leg was draped over mine, hand resting near my heart like it belonged there. Like this wasn’t just a fuck. Like she hadn’t moaned my name while I ruined her body hours ago. Like she wasn’t just a beautiful distraction from the grave I never stopped visiting in my mind.Amanda.My throat went dry.It had been seven years since the accident. Seven fucking years, and I hadn’t held another woman like this. I hadn’t allowed it. Sex? Sure. Fast, meaningless, behind locked doors and under the illusion that it would make me forget. But I never stayed. I never slept.I never let them stay.But here I was.Still in bed. Still breathing in the scent of vanilla and sin that clung to Emily’s hair.
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 93- Stamina Proven
She was trouble. Trouble wrapped in damp skin, flushed cheeks, and the kind of curves that could ruin a man without trying.We stepped out of the bathroom, steam following us like ghosts of what we’d just done. I handed her a towel, but she ignored it. Just turned around, gave me a look over her shoulder, and let her hips sway as she walked toward the bed.That sway.She knew exactly what she was doing.My jaw tightened. "Emily..."She didn’t answer. Just crawled onto the bed like a cat stretching in sunlight, deliberately slow. She didn’t cover herself. Didn’t hide. Her bare ass peeked at me with every little twist of her spine.Then she moaned.My eyes darkened.She was on her back now, one hand sliding down between her thighs."I thought you said you were satisfied," I muttered, voice low, dangerous.She licked her lips. “I lied.”My cock twitched again—fuck, I wasn’t even fully soft, and she was already dragging me back to the edge.Her fingers brushed her slit. Just barely."Emil
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 92- Yours Daddy, Always Yours
She didn’t speak the entire way back to the hotel. Not after whispering that I saved her. Not after I told her I should’ve known.The city kept moving like nothing happened, its lights blurring into long trails outside the car windows. But inside the car, inside me, everything had stopped and shifted. Twisted. Tightened into something dark and primal.I parked in the underground lot and we got into the elevator. My hand hovered near the small of her back. I wanted to touch her. To hold her. To know she was okay.But I didn’t know if I had the right.When we stepped into the suite, the silence followed us in. It wasn’t awkward. It was thick. Heavy with tension, need, guilt, and something else neither of us dared name.She walked toward the window, arms crossed over her torn blouse. I pulled off my jacket, set it gently around her shoulders.“Shower,” I said. My voice sounded hoarse. “You should go first.”She didn’t turn around. “You go,” she whispered. “I’ll wait.”I didn’t argue. I d
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 91- I See Red
She’s been gone too long.At first, I told myself I was imagining it. That she just needed a moment to breathe. To pull herself together in that cool, collected way she always does. But minutes are ticking by, each one pressing down on my chest like a slow-building weight, and Emily hasn’t come back.And something about it doesn’t sit right.My fingers drum against the table, eyes flicking to the hallway where she disappeared. My scotch is empty, and so is my patience.Then, Gustavo had suddenly stood up. "Excuse me," he said, straightening his suit jacket. “I need to visit the little boys' room. Be right back."Something clicks in my head.Too coincidental. Too clean.I had stared at his retreating figure, every part of me screaming that something was off. The casual stroll, the too-cocky grin. He’s not going to the men’s restroom—he’s following her.And suddenly I’m on my feet.My chair scrapes back violently against the polished wood floor. I stalk toward the back hallway, each st
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