Lahat ng Kabanata ng FORBIDDEN INTIMACY [SPG]: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Claire’s I happily stared at the wide ocean in front of me. The salty and warm breeze gently hit my face. The ambiance is so refreshing and calming, this is paradise for me. If I had a choice, I would rather live in this simple place. This place is the complete opposite of the busy and crowded streets of Makati. I closed my eyes when I heard the soft chirping of birds along with the crashing of the waves on the shore. Nature is truly a beautiful thing. It was my second day here and I’m enjoying my time alone—savoring the feeling of being able to do whatever I wanted without the prying eyes of others. I just feel bad that I had to lie to my mother, but I really had to do this. I told her I was with Kate on a retreat. She thought I was in Tagaytay, but in reality, I am here in Batangas, renting a beachfront house for myself. I didn’t ask to be driven here because I knew the way. I’ve been to this place many times. During the

Sebastian’s POV I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair, trying to ease the pressure building in my head. These past few days had been nothing short of maddening—trying to deal with backstabbing traitors stealing from my company, my mother pushing me endlessly to propose to Sylvia (God, she could be relentless), my damn brother who couldn't keep his pants zipped, and my own body betraying me every time Claire was near. I groaned in frustration as images of Claire in a smoking hot black bikini flashed through my mind. Get a grip, you perverted idiot! Letting out a long sigh, I picked up my phone and opened the dummy social media account I created. I used it to follow Claire’s updates—every post, every picture. Call me obsessed, call me crazy—this is what Sebastian Altamirano becomes when a woman gets under his skin. And that woman just happens to be my sister-in-law. Great job, man. Just great. My brows f

Claire’s I slouched and fixed my gaze outside the window. I sharply turned to him when he suddenly cleared his throat loudly. I was annoyed by his face! He just suddenly showed up here and told me I had to go home—and that I couldn’t say no. I really didn’t want to leave yet because I still had three days left at this beach house. I wanted to stay here for those three days to think things through, especially with the scandal that Niu was involved in. I preferred to prepare myself to face the media and my family—I knew my quiet life would become chaotic if it were proven that it was really Niu in those pictures. Honestly, I’d rather believe we were sabotaged, that the issue wasn’t true, just so everything would die down more easily. “So, you already saw the photos,” he said, still looking straight ahead. I knew what he was referring to—it was the pictures of Niu with another woman. Funny, but I didn’t feel any remorse or jea

Claire’s My breath hitched as he pulled me close, his warm breath fanning my face. I could smell a mix of alcohol and cigarettes on his breath, making my stomach churn. The closeness of our bodies sent shivers down my spine. His warm hand on my waist felt incredible. “Have you thought about it?” he asked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, fixed on mine. He was asking me to cheat with him, and damn it, I was actually considering it. The idea was incredibly exciting! “Seb,” I whispered, trying to pull away, but his grip tightened. I felt breathless, dizzy from the closeness of our faces. He pulled me closer, settling me on his lap. I was so surprised by his sudden move, I just let him do it. The sensations were too much to resist, and my body was definitely enjoying the closeness. But a part of me was screaming at me. This is so wrong! My mind was screaming at me, but I wanted to follow the ti

Claire's POVI have never given much thought about marriage and the kind of man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Sure, I have my own standards when it comes to choosing men, but falling for someone out of my league was something that never occurred to me—it was sudden and unexpected.My parents chose the man for me. I let them control my life because I was weak. For as long as I can remember, I've never had my own voice in our family. I was always my parents' puppet, the daughter constantly seeking their approval, especially my father's. It was Clarence who always disobeyed them, yet somehow she was the one who got their approval every time. But I never resented her for it—I love my sister. She never made me feel inferior. She was actually my biggest fan and supporter, always encouraging me to follow my dreams and never let others control me.Now that she's gone, I need to be strong and become the woman I've always wanted to be. I want to be carefree, to have a voice, to la