Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forbidden: He is not someone to mess with: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Author's point of view... Lissa was dumbfounded as the revelation hit her like a thunderstorm but no matter what, that stubborn woman didn't melt. Though she apologised to Izzy, that apology didn't come from her heart. She hated Izzy and that hate was not something that could be lessen in days. Izzy was sad more than shocked. Claudia was her brother's wife. Though they weren't in a good relationship, Izzy respected Claudia so as to respect her brother's decision of life. But when she heard Michael's confession, she felt a pang of heart ache settling in her chest. Daniel was a pure man with a golden heart. Helping everyone, smiling away all the tensions of life. He was like a sunshine and at last, he died in the hands of a woman he dearly loved. Izzy sighed but didn't utter a word. After revealing everything, Dan dragged Michael out of the room and soon after, Izzy and Robert walked out as well. As they left the hospital, Izzy thought they were heading back to the mansion,

Author's point of view... "I don't want anyone to see you..." Robert said, as usual, seriously but there was also a hint of flirting in his tone. Izzy’s heart skipped a beat. There it was again, his possessiveness. But as much as she was unsettled by it, she couldn’t deny the warmth that spread through her chest. She was his...! What kind of feeling is that? She wondered. And even though his ways were harsh, there was a strange comfort in knowing he would do anything to protect her from his world. Wasn't this what every girl wanted in her husband? Wait...! What the...!! She looked at him, eyes widened in surprise. Did she just accepted him as her husband? How could she even think that?? Izzy fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat, patting her flustered cheeks. This man is confusing her too much, getting bolder and bolder in his actions. She felt hot all over and bit her lower lip. She never imagined that Robert would turn into someone so flirtatious. It was like turnin

Author's point of view... Robert’s body felt heavy as he slowly regained consciousness, his mind hazy and his surroundings unfamiliar. The dark room was stifling, the air thick with heat that only added to his disorientation. His head pounded, but amidst the discomfort, he caught a familiar scent—sweet and soothing, that slightly made his heart at ease. "Izzy.." he muttered to himself, relaxed. It was Izzy’s shampoo, the sweet fragrance that always encircled her. His heart calmed slightly at the thought of her presence, but his confusion deepened when he felt someone snuggle into his arms. "Izzy is right beside me..." an unknown smile tugged on his lips and instinctively, he wrapped the person in his arms, groaning as she moved against him, her body pressing into his already feverish skin. Dizzy and still reeling from the drug, Robert tightened his hold, his mind barely keeping up with his senses. "Izzy, what are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, a mix of confusion and

Author's point of view... Noah cursed himself for bursting into the room in an awkward situation. He hung his head and walked in again but never dared to look at Robert or the young lady on his lap. "Boss...I...was..." "Shut up..." Robert grunted and Noah immediately stopped his stutter. Robert just asked him one thing. "Is everything ready?" "Yes, Boss..." Noah obediently replied, "Everything is ready, and I..." Noah wanted to explain everything to his boss but was cut off immediately. "Get out..." Robert grunted and Noah stumbled towards the door. Exhaling deep he rushed downstairs. All this while, Izzy was staring at Robert; she even forgot to blink her eyes, causing a layer of tears to form in her eyes again. As soon as Noah left the room, confirming that everything was arranged, Robert was standing up. Izzy smacked out of her trans and tried to snuggle away, but Robert's grip slid down to her back, and he held her tighter. She wanted to say something but all her wo

Author's point of view...Marco. Marco Desouza, the moment Robert's eyes fell on him, his mind stirred. Marco Desouza, the king of the Italian Mafia, was a name that could make even the bravest shudder. The man was legendary, both feared and revered. Is he alive?? Robert was puzzled.After reaching the peak, Marco suddenly disappeared. His disappearance from the mafia world had been so sudden and absolute that most assumed he was dead. But now, standing before Robert, towering at six feet seven inches with a body that radiated power, Marco was far from dead. His mere presence exuded intimidation. Robert couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His mind raced with confusion. Why was Marco here? What connection did he have to John? Robert’s thoughts tangled, but the answer wasn’t coming, especially since Marco’s men had just shot John in the leg. Whatever this was, John and Marco were clearly not on the same side. Still, there was something deeper, something that made Robert’s ins