Forbidden Love... Or Maybe Not? のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

“I think I may have forgotten to tell you I’ve given a few motivational lectures at universities around the world. But then I got busier with the business and the King duties, so I stopped doing that even before meeting you,” Seb revealed another truth.Saraya kept staring at him for a solid ten seconds, her mouth slightly open in disbelief. The next second, Raf felt a sharp pinch on his arm.“You have hidden many things from me, Rafael Blackthorn,” Saraya hissed, careful not to disturb Zehaan’s sleep.She was practically throwing daggers at him with her eyes, while he dared to return an innocent—almost boyish—smile.“Sorry,” Raf said, pouting dramatically.“No. These pouty things are only for girls, not for Greek gods like you,” Saraya huffed in annoyance, though the corner of her lips betrayed her.Raf, with great difficulty, held back his laughter and pecked her lips quickly.“Big B, Sweetie, you both could have at least waited for us to leave,” came Miah’s voice from the couch, fo

5 Days Later:-“Rafael, get up.”Raf, who was in the deepest sleep possible after an exhausting week, groaned when someone shook him—violently.“What, Honey Bee? Let me sleep,” he muttered, turning over and dragging a pillow over his head dramatically.“Rafael,” she insisted, bouncing slightly on the bed. “It’s midnight. Which means my birthday has started!”That did it.Raf shot up as if someone had poured ice water over him.“Happy birthday, Honey Bee!” he exclaimed immediately, pulling her into his arms and pressing a tight kiss to her lips.She grinned brightly, eyes sparkling like a child on Christmas morning.“When will I get the wings?” she asked breathlessly.Before he could even open his mouth, she jumped off the bed and rushed toward the mirror.Raf leaned back against the headboard, crossing his a

Later that night, the palace slowly quieted as everyone dispersed to their rooms. The celebrations, laughter, flying lessons, and emotional rollercoasters had made the day feel twice as long.Saraya and Raf walked back to their room together, both visibly tired but still smiling faintly from the memories of the day.Saraya slipped into the walk-in closet to change. She pulled off her dress carefully and replaced it with something more comfortable—a soft cotton shirt and loose trousers. The calm silence of the room wrapped around her like a blanket.She was hanging her clothes neatly in the closet when suddenly—A scent drifted into her senses.Her body froze.It was faint at first.Warm.

 “Hey,” Saraya said, trying to get their attention.Phoenix and the girl snapped out of their trance and looked at her. Saraya immediately noticed the excitement shining brightly in Phoenix’s eyes.But when she turned to the girl—Her expression had completely changed.The earlier shock vanished, replaced with pure disgust.“I don’t need a fucking mate,” the girl hissed angrily before turning to leave.“Hey, wait,” Saraya quickly said.Still stunned by her sudden outburst, Saraya grabbed the girl’s arm when she saw her walking away.The girl immediately tried to pull her arm free from Saraya’s grip,

Phoenix’s Room“Can I sit?” Nichole asked in a nervous tone.Her fingers were tightly intertwined with each other, betraying the storm raging inside her heart.Phoenix didn’t reply.He simply turned his face to the other side, his jaw clenched tightly as if he was holding back something heavy inside his chest.Nichole swallowed the lump forming in her throat.She took a deep breath before quietly lowering herself to the floor beside him, maintaining a respectful distance.For a few moments, neither of them spoke.The silence inside the room felt suffocating.Phoenix glanced at her from the corner of his eye.Nichole wasn’t looking at him.Instead, her gaze was fixed outside the window where the moonlight softly filtered into the room. The silver glow reflected in her watery eyes, making them shimmer with unshed tears.Her shoulders looked fragile.