บททั้งหมดของ HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION : บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

I took my time getting dressed.After everything Lorenzo and I had just done upstairs—after the way he ruined me, loved me, worshipped me with every hard, filthy thrust—I was still glowing. Still shaking a little.Still his.The sun poured in through the open balcony doors, warm and golden against my skin as I stood in front of the full-length mirror, slipping into the tiniest pair of denim shorts I owned. And I meant tiny. The kind that barely covered anything and left the bottom curves of my ass completely visible. The kind that required zero bending over unless I wanted a full-blown scandal.I tugged them up higher on my hips, admiring the effect, then reached for the white crop top I’d packed on a whim. It was soft and thin, nearly see-through in the sunlight. My nipples pressed against the fabric, hard and obvious, and I didn’t even try to cover them.I looked like trouble.Which was exactly the point.I smiled to myself, tousled my hair a little, then headed downstairs with slow

The breeze had cooled by the time I stepped away from the path and pulled out my phone.George's call came through again and I answered. “Boss.”His voice was brisk, professional as always, but I didn’t need it today. Today, I needed closure.“George,” I said, staring at the golden horizon as waves lapped gently against the docks. “I want you to shut it down.”A pause.“Shut what down?”“The investigation. My wife’s case.” The words came easier than I thought they would. “It’s over.”George was quiet for a beat, and then he sighed—but not like someone disappointed. It was a sound of relief. Like he’d been waiting years to hear me say those exact words.“Finally,” he murmured. “I mean—don’t get me wrong, sir. I would’ve kept searching until I dropped dead, if you asked me to. But… it’s good. That you’re ready.”I let out a slow breath. The air felt different now. Cleaner. Lighter. Like I’d just peeled off a skin I’d been wearing for too long.“Yeah,” I said softly. “The past should st

“You’re crazy,” I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My voice trembled, but I stood my ground. “You’ve completely lost your damn mind.”Liam didn’t flinch. He just stared at me, like I was the one being irrational. Like this whole twisted scenario made sense in his head.“I’m not crazy,” he said quietly. “I just… I can’t let you go.”I shook my head and moved toward the door. “You will let me go.”The second I tried to push past him, his arm shot out.In a flash, he grabbed me—one hand clamping around my wrist, the other wrapping around my waist—and before I could scream, I was airborne.I hit the mattress with a gasp, the air rushing from my lungs.“What the hell is wrong with you?!” I spat, scrambling up, my hair flying into my face. I tried to push past him again, but he shoved me back down with one arm. His grip wasn’t brutal, but it was strong enough to hold me in place.“Stop fighting me!” he growled.“Get your hands off me!” I screamed, writhing beneath

The silence pressed down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake.I sat on the edge of the bed, knees pulled up to my chest, eyes locked on the door Liam had just walked away from. He hadn’t left the room. He was still there—sitting in that damn armchair, watching me like some guardian of a twisted fairytale where I was both the princess and the prisoner.My whole body was tense, coiled tight like a spring. Every second that passed fed the wildfire of panic crawling beneath my skin. My mind screamed at me to move, to think, to fight—but I couldn’t. Not yet.And the worst part?I was so damn tired.So tired I could feel it in my bones. My head was spinning, vision slightly blurred, and my limbs felt heavier with every breath.What the hell had he given me?Whatever it was, it was still coursing through my system, and it was dragging me under like a riptide I couldn’t swim against.But I refused to sleep.Not in this place. Not with him lurking just a few feet away. I didn’t care how heavy

The woods were endless.Dark. Dense. Silent—except for the sound of snapping branches beneath our feet and the heavy breaths I tried to smother inside my chest.“Move,” Liam growled, shoving me forward with a hand that no longer pretended to be gentle. “Faster.”I stumbled, the uneven forest floor catching my foot, but I didn’t fall. I couldn’t afford to. Not when I didn’t know what the hell was waiting ahead—or worse, behind.He’d found the phone.Of course he had.He wasn’t as stupid as I’d hoped.The second he spotted it under the pillow, his entire face had shifted. The tenderness cracked. Something wild and venomous spilled into his eyes, and I knew—I knew—the man I once loved was completely gone.“You called someone,” he’d hissed, his voice trembling not with sadness, but rage. “You lied to me.”I hadn’t denied it. What was the point?So now, here we were. In the goddamn woods, the cabin behind us, swallowed by the night—and me, stumbling through roots and mud with Liam marching