Todos os capítulos de A love forbidden : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

I stood in my study, staring out the window as I tried to process what had happened. Emilia was gone. She had escaped. I couldn't believe it. I had underestimated her, thought her to be weak and timid. But she had proven me wrong.As I paced back and forth across the room, Sophia entered with a hesitant look on her face. "Marco, I've found something," she said.I turned to face her, my eyes narrowing. "What is it?" I asked.Sophia hesitated before speaking. "I found a piece of fabric caught in the window of Emilia's room. It looks like it might have come from her dress."I felt a surge of excitement at her words. This was it, the break I needed to find Emilia. "Get the men searching," I ordered Sophia. "I want Emilia found, and I want her brought back to me."Sophia nodded and turned to leave, but I stopped her. "Sophia," I said.She turned back to face me. "Yes, Marco?""I want you to personally oversee the search," I said. "I want Emilia found, and I want her brought back to me. Do

Marco's eyes never left Sophia's face as he demanded, "Tell me what you know, Sophia. Where is Emilia?"Sophia's expression remained calm, but her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "I don't know what you're talking about, Marco. I've already told you, I haven't seen or heard from Emilia since she disappeared."Marco's gaze intensified, his eyes boring into Sophia's. He knew she was hiding something, and he was determined to find out what it was.Suddenly, one of Marco's guards burst into the room. "Sir, we've received a tip that Emilia was spotted in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town."Marco's face lit up with excitement. "Let's go," he growled, already heading towards the door.Sophia's eyes flickered with concern as she watched Marco leave. She knew she had to act fast to protect Emilia.Meanwhile, Emilia was hiding in the safe house, her heart racing with every sound she heard. She knew Marco would stop at nothing to find her, and she was determined to stay one

I sat in my small hotel room, my eyes fixed on the phone in my hand. I had been thinking about calling my parents for hours, but I had been putting it off.Finally, I took a deep breath and dialed their number. My mother answered on the first ring."Emilia?" she said, her voice hesitant. "Is that you?"I felt a lump form in my throat as I heard her voice. I had been so angry with them for so long, but hearing her voice brought back all the memories, all the pain."Mother," I said, my voice shaking. "I'm so disappointed in you. In both of you."There was a pause on the other end of the line before my mother spoke up again. "Emilia, we were just trying to protect you. We didn't know what else to do.""You were trying to protect me?" I repeated, my voice incredulous. "By selling me to Marco? By giving me away to him like I was some kind of commodity?"My mother sighed, and I could hear the tears in her voice. "We were in debt, Emilia. We owed Marco a lot of money. And he... he offered to

Confessions*Marco's Point of View*I had been tracking Sophia for weeks, trying to uncover the truth behind her disappearance. Finally, I had found her, hiding in a small cottage on the outskirts of town.I approached her calmly, not wanting to startle her. But as I reached out to grab her, she spun around, a look of defiance in her eyes."You'll never take me alive, Marco," she spat, trying to struggle free.I smiled, holding her firm. "We'll see about that," I said, dragging her back to my car.As we drove, Sophia remained silent, her eyes fixed on the road ahead. But I could see the tension in her body, the anger and fear simmering just below the surface.Finally, we arrived at my hideout, a small, abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. I dragged Sophia inside, slamming the door shut behind us."Now, it's time to talk," I growled, my eyes blazing with intensity.Sophia glared at me, her eyes flashing with defiance. But I could see the fear lurking behind them, the knowledge

Realizations_Marco's Point of View_As I stood there, listening to Sophia's words, I felt a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I had always known that Sophia was special, that she was more than just a friend to me. But hearing her say it out loud, hearing her confess her feelings, was a different story altogether.As I looked into her eyes, I felt a pang of guilt. I had always been there for Sophia, protecting her, caring for her. But had I been too protective? Had I spoiled her to the point where she felt like she couldn't live without me?I thought back to all the times I had helped Sophia, all the times I had been there for her. I had always done it out of a sense of duty, a sense of responsibility. But now, as I looked into her eyes, I realized that I had done it out of something more.I had done it out of friendship."Sophia, I care about you deeply," I said, my voice low and husky. "But I don't feel the same way as you do. I value our friendship, and I don't want this to come