All Chapters of His Forbidden Obsession : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dante led Sophia to the elevator, his hand still wrapped around hers. As the doors slid shut, soft golden lights filled the space, casting a warm glow over them. The elevator moved smoothly, ascending to the very top floor of the villa. Sophia’s heart pounded with excitement, wondering what he wanted to show her.When the doors opened, Dante guided her into a large, breathtaking room. The moment she stepped inside, her eyes widened in shock.The space before her was breathtaking. It wasn’t just a room—it was a dream closet, she thought the one in Dante’s mansion was the best but this before her only existed in movies or among royalty. The walls were lined with endless racks of designer gowns, each more stunning than the last. Silky fabrics in rich colors, intricate lace, and shimmering sequins caught the soft lighting, making the dresses look almost magical.On the far side of the room, shelves displayed an exquisite collection of high-end heels, each pair arranged perfectly. There w

As soon as they reached the elegantly set table, Dante pulled out a chair for Sophia like a perfect gentleman. She smiled warmly at his gesture, her heart swelling with love. He then took his seat across from her, his intense gaze never leaving her.The moment they settled in, the chef appeared, dressed in a crisp white uniform, carrying a bottle of the finest red wine. With a graceful movement, he poured the deep crimson liquid into their glasses, the aroma filling the air. He then placed their first course on the table—a beautifully plated Caprese salad. Fresh slices of ripe tomatoes and creamy mozzarella cheese were drizzled with rich balsamic glaze, topped with fresh basil leaves.Sophia picked up her fork, still grinning from ear to ear, her excitement bubbling over. She took a bite, the combination of flavors melting on her tongue. “Mmm,” she hummed, closing her eyes for a second. “This is so good.”Dante smirked, his eyes darkening with something more than just admiration. He w

He took her nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud while his other hand kneaded her other boobs. A soft whimper escaped her lips, her body arching into his touch as pleasure surged through her veins.“This body of yours is mine, princess,” he muttered, his voice low and possessive, sending a shiver down her spine. His warm breath fanned against her skin as he released her nipple with a wet pop and trailed kisses up her chest, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her collarbone before moving to the curve of her neck.He kissed her slowly at first, his lips soft against her skin, but then his kisses grew deeper, wetter, more demanding. His tongue flicked out, tracing the delicate lines of her throat as he nipped and sucked, marking her with every touch. She moaned, tilting her head back, granting him more access as he claimed her completely.Dante pressed his body firmly against hers, his chest flush against her bare skin. The warmth of his body, the scent

Sophia woke up the next morning feeling both exhausted and incredibly happy. Her body ached in the most pleasurable way, a reminder of the passion-filled night she had spent with Dante. As she stretched lazily, warmth spread through her, and she couldn’t help but smile. Her pussy twitched at the memory of how he had touched her and how he had made her feel.She sighed in satisfaction, hugging the sheets closer to her body, but soon realized that Dante was no longer beside her. The spot where he had been lying was cold, making her wonder how long he had been gone. A small pout formed on her lips as she considered getting up to look for him.Just as she was about to sit up, the door opened, and Dante walked in, carrying a tray with breakfast. He was dressed casually, his strong frame looking effortlessly handsome, his presence alone making her heart flutter.“Good morning, princess,” he greeted, stepping closer to her. His voice was deep and warm, sending a wave of comfort through her.

As soon as Dante stepped out of Sophia’s office and got into his car, his entire expression shifted. The warmth and teasing from moments ago had completely disappeared. His jaw tightened, his grip on the steering wheel firm as he muttered under his breath.“I’m going to gun this bastard down,” he growled lowly. “And whoever sent him will regret ever messing with me.”His foot pressed hard on the gas pedal as he sped through the streets, heading straight for the dungeon. His mind was racing, but his rage was controlled—cold and calculated. He had built this empire on power and fear, and no one dared cross him without suffering the consequences.When he arrived at the heavily secured underground facility, he parked his car and stepped out. The place was secluded, far from any prying eyes. His men already knew the rules—no one made a move without his orders.Dante walked inside, his presence alone sending chills down the spines of those nearby. His aura was suffocating, the air thick wit