บททั้งหมดของ Forced to Make Him Mine : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

“Hey, Dorian is finally here!” a man exclaimed when Dorian walked into the VIP lounge of a bar. "It’s been ages, Dorian, come drink with us," another man in the VIP area said just as Dorian took his seat. “I can’t drink, I didn’t bring a driver,” Dorian replied which was partly the truth, the other being, that he never drank in public as it was easy for someone to drug him and considering his playboy reputation accuse him of doing something he didn’t do.The fact that he was currently sitting in his family's bar struck out the fact that he couldn't be drugged so he just wasn't interested in drinking with the fools.His eyes glanced at the woman he had told Mabel about and he smiled at her, to which she returned. Mabel hadn’t been wrong when she said whatever had happened to the woman wasn’t serious. In fact, he had no intention of actually getting together with the woman. He was just bored and wanted to play her just the same way she foolishly thought she was playing him.“So let's

Christian looked at the lady who was resting on his shoulder and he smiled to himself as his had been the norm for the past two months. Whenever they watched a movie together, Mabel would fall asleep on his shoulder and he would carry her to her room. “Are you asleep?” he asked Mabel when she didn't make any sound or move.“No, not yet,” Mabel answered. “Stop shaking your shoulder,” she scolded him as she adjusted his hands to which Christian chuckled.“You know that not many people get the opportunity to rest on my shoulder,” Christian told her.“Not everyone gets the opportunity to be your friend,” Mabel retorted. Something came to her mind and she sat up to face Christian. “Wait, if you don’t make friends, how did I become your friend?” she asked him.“Why don’t you remember that yourself?” Christian said and his words earned him a jab from Mabel who was upset at his excuse for everything.“You’re infuriating,” she insulting.“It’s what you get for being my friend,” Christian cla

The next morning.Mabel's eyes slowly fluttered open and she turned to look at the man who was sleeping beside her. She yawned as she focused his attention on him. The last thing she remembered was listening to him talk before she slowly drifted off into sleep.When she turned to look at the time, she saw that he had overslept for the office and she didn't bother to wake him up. He worked a lot and he needed rest.It was one of those times when she got to see Christian in such a vulnerable state and she smiled as she basked in the feeling. Her heart fluttered with excitement as she looked at him. ‘So handsome,’ she muttered to herself before getting up from the bed and leaving the room.As soon as Mabel was out of the room, Christian opened his eyes and he smiled at Mabel's compliment. He had woken up before her but he was too busy staring at her to get up and when he noticed that she was about to wake up, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.When reality snapped back in

There was silence for some time as Nala didn't know what to say in response to Dorian's questions and the latter was waiting for her response."I'm still waiting for the answer to my question. We don't have all day now do we?” Dorian asked and Nala felt the urge to punch him in the face."I don't remember what I said last night about my husband, but I would really appreciate it if you do not ask me any questions. It's what is best for both of us.”She didn't know whether her husband would be crazy enough to go after Dorian Romero, but she didn't put it past him.“I need to get going. Can we talk about your money later?” She requested. The more she stayed out, the bigger trouble it would be for her when she got home.“I don't think I'll be seeing you anytime soon, so let's discuss my payment,” Dorian insisted. "Fine, how much do you want?" Nala wanted to get it over and done with so she could forget about Dorian.“Ten thousand dollars,” Dorian stated nonchalantly as though it was a sm

“We’re done for today,” Mabel heard her physiotherapist say to her, and she turned off her machine. “I’m going upstairs,” Mabel then said, not bothering to say her goodbyes to the woman. All she wanted was a cool nice shower. Her meeting with Nala had made her thoughts disorganized as she wondered why Nala looked at her with so much disdain. If only she had her darn memory then she would have been able to sort things out but that didn’t look like it was going to happen soon. Once she had overheard the doctor speaking to Christian about her amnesia and the doctor told Christian that one of the reasons she had still not regained her memories was because she was happy with her peaceful life and her brain didn’t want to bring her painful memories. It seemed her amnesia was a way of escaping from her past. It made Nala wonder just how terrible her past life was for her brain to lock those memories away. She wanted to know and she was going to find out. As soon as she was done with the