All Chapters of Forbidden Desires: Falling For My Fiance's Brother: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

As they stepped off the stairs, Camille's eyes widened at the sight of the sleek black cars and the security personnel standing by. Before she could process what was happening, Devon emerged from one of the cars, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Welcome to Spain!" he exclaimed. Camille's face lit up, and she rushed into her father's open arms, hugging him tightly. "Dad!" she squealed, her excitement evident. Devon laughed, spinning her around in a circle before setting her down. Annabelle walked over to Devon, a smile on her face, and kissed him warmly. "We've missed you so much," she said, her voice filled with affection. Devon wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I've missed you both too. It's great to have you here." The security personnel stood discreetly by, keeping watch as the family reunion unfolded. As they settled into the luxurious car, Camille couldn't help but feel like she was in a movie. The sleek vehicle glided smoothly through the streets of Bar

Annabelle slowly opened her eyes, stretching her arms and yawning. She looked around the room, taking a moment to get her bearings. That's when she noticed Devon was nowhere to be found. She glanced over at Camille, who was still fast asleep, peaceful and serene. Annabelle smiled, wondering where Devon might have gone so early. She threw off the covers and got out of bed, padding softly across the room to grab her phone and check for any messages from Devon. "Where are you, love?" she whispered to herself, curiosity piqued. Annabelle smiled reassuringly at Camille, trying to hide her concern. "Yeah, sweetie, everything's fine. I was just trying to reach your dad, but let's get ready for breakfast, okay?”. Camille rubbed the sleep from her eyes, "Okay, Mum." Together, they began to get dressed and ready for the day, Annabelle's mind still wondering where Devon might be and why he wasn't answering his phone. As they walked to the restaurant, Camille looked up at Annabelle with conc

The next morning, Annabelle and Camille were getting ready when Devon walked in to tell them that he couldn't be joining them because his project in Spain was not yet completed, and they still had a little stuff to take care of. Annabelle looked up from her suitcase, a hint of surprise on her face. "You're not coming with us?" she asked, her voice tinged with disappointment. Devon nodded apologetically, "I'm sorry, Belle. My project here isn't quite wrapped up yet. I still have a few loose ends to tie up." Camille looked up from her backpack, her eyes wide with concern. "But Dad, I don't want you to stay behind," she said, her voice filled with longing. Devon smiled warmly and knelt down beside her. "I know, kiddo. But I'll join you and Mom in New York as soon as I can. You two go ahead, and I'll meet you there." Annabelle nodded understandingly, though she couldn't hide her disappointment. "Okay, we'll be fine. You focus on wrapping up your project, and we'll take care of the me

Hours had ticked by, and the staff members at Annabelle's residence grew increasingly anxious. They had been instructed to expect her return from the shopping trip with Camille, but as the minutes turned into hours, it became clear that something was amiss. The staff exchanged worried glances, their usual professionalism giving way to concern. After exhausting all other options, they decided to call emergency services. The operator answered promptly, and the staff member explained the situation – Annabelle and Camille were missing, and their whereabouts were unknown. The operator's tone turned serious, and she assured the staff that she would dispatch units to assist in the search. As the news spread, the city's security apparatus sprang into action. Police units were mobilized, and a citywide search was initiated. The streets were scoured, surveillance footage was reviewed, and potential witnesses were questioned. The authorities worked with a sense of urgency, driven by the knowle

"Devon, I know this is incredibly tough, but we're doing everything we can to find Annabelle and Camille," Rose said gently, her voice filled with empathy. Devon's eyes were red-rimmed from lack of sleep and worry. "I just feel so helpless, Rose. I should be out there searching for them myself." Rose placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Devon, you're doing exactly what you need to be doing right now. You're working with the best team possible, and we're all focused on bringing them home safely. Annabelle trusts me, and I know she'd want me to help you through this." Devon took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. "Thank you, Rose. Just knowing you're here and that you're Annabelle's friend means a lot to me." Rose smiled softly. "We'll get through this together, Devon. We'll find them, and they'll come home to us.” The door creaked open once more, and four figures clad in black entered the caravan. They moved with a sense of purpose, their faces still obscured by m