บททั้งหมดของ FORBIDDEN AFFECTION : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Lara's POV --- I practically stumbled out of the lecture hall, letting out an exasperated sigh, and stretched my arms like I’d just been released from prison. My brain felt like mush after two hours of pure torture. "Oh my god," I groaned, pressing my fingers against my temples. "What an absolute waste of my life," I muttered, shaking my head. "That class was painfully boring… and the professor? Don't even get me started." Every word that Professor talked about had blurred together in my head. How could anyone make Economics this boring? It had to be illegal." I leaned against the cold wall of the corridor, letting my head fall back with a soft thud, as if to shake the drowsiness out of my mind. "Of all the colleges I could have transferred to, Why did I pick this one? I could have just stayed at my old sc

I pushed open the heavy front door of my house, exhaustion weighing on every muscle. “What a damn mess of a day.” I muttered under my breath, loosening my tie that suddenly felt too tight around my neck. Everything had moved so fast out of control. The tension from my conversation with Richard Huxley still lingered, gnawing at me. The sound of heels clicking against the floor pulled me from my thoughts, I looked up to see Elena descending the staircase, dressed to perfection, Her honey-blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder in perfectly styled waves. She was obviously dressed for dinner with her father. Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but admire how put-together she looked. She looked stunning, I had to admit, though my admiration lacked any real feeling. I didn’t want this marriage, and the thought of our arranged future didn’t make it any easier. "Darling!" Her face lit up when she saw me. In seconds, she had crossed the distance between us, throwing her arms aroun

As the car pulled to a stop outside the college gate, I reached for my bag, ready to make my escape. As I reached for the door handle to leave the car, I heard Aiden’s voice, soft and unexpected. “Princess.” He called out. My hand froze on the handle. It wasn’t the first time I’d heard him call me that, but hearing it now, after how cold he had been just minutes ago, caught me completely off guard. My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. “Princess,” he repeated, softer this time, his voice so gentle like he was trying to calm a storm. It made my chest tighten. I leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes to steady myself. My chest felt heavy, my heartbeat loud in my ears. Damn, my heart will definitely explode at this rate. I wasn’t angry at him, not really, but I didn’t know how to respond. Part of me wanted to savour the moment, the tenderness in his voice, and another part of me felt overwhelmed by the sudden shift in his demeanour. I stayed sil

Lara's POV After school, the driver picked me up as usual. But after a few minutes on the road, I noticed something odd. The car was heading in a different direction—not the familiar route we always took home. I furrowed my brows and leaned forward slightly. “Why are we taking this route today?” I asked the driver, unable to hide my curiosity. The driver glanced at me briefly through the rearview mirror before answering, “Sir Aiden instructed me to bring you to his office after college.” I blinked, surprised. “To his office? Why?” He hesitated before answering. “I wouldn’t know, Miss Lara.” That made sense. Of course, the driver wouldn’t know the reason. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder why my uncle suddenly wanted me at his office.

Lara POV The room was silent except for the soft hum of the air conditioning. I sat comfortably on the leather sofa, crossing my legs as I watched my uncle behind his desk. He had returned to his work after ensuring I was seated. His pen moved fluidly across the papers in front of him, but I could tell his mind wasn’t entirely on the task. I leaned back, draping my arm along the back of the sofa. My eyes lingered on him, appreciating the way his jaw clenched with concentration. He was in his element here, commanding, powerful, and completely mine. The sound of hesitant footsteps broke the silence, followed by a soft knock at the door. “Come in,” Aiden said, his voice clipped and cold. The receptionist stepped inside, her face pale, her hands trembling slightly. My lips twitched in amusement as I took in her state. Good. She should be scared. She deserved whatever my uncle had planned for her. I leaned further into the sofa, the corner of my mouth lifting in satisfaction