All Chapters of Forbidden Never Felt This Good: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

0102 ~ Aria ~ I woke up to the warm, heavy weight of Luca’s arm draped possessively over my waist.The morning sun filtered softly through the curtains. I blinked against the light, turning my head to look at the man beside me. He was still fast asleep, his breathing deep and steady, his sharp, imposing features softened by rest.It was rare to catch him like this. Almost always, Luca was the first one awake, already dressed in a tailored suit and getting ready for the day before I even opened my eyes. Last night must have been an incredible night. I giggled softly to myself at the thought, a sudden flush of warmth spreading across my cheeks.Slowly, carefully, I lifted my hand and began tracing the sharp line of his jaw with my fingertips, tracing down to the dark stubble on his chin. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, then another to his jawline, and a third right on the corner of his lips.Luca groaned softly, his dark eyelashes fluttering open. "Aria..."His morning

0104 ~ Joan ~ I stormed into my brother’s private office, kicking the door shut so hard the glass panels rattled in their frames.I was losing my mind. Every nerve ending in my body was still raw, still burning with the terrifying, humiliation-laced memory of the other day. I paced back and forth across the plush Persian rug like a caged animal, my nails digging into the palms of my hands until my skin turned white."I almost died last night, brother!" I shrieked, knocking a crystal whiskey decanter off the side table. It shattered against the hardwood floor, dark liquid spilling everywhere like blood. "Do you hear me? He came into my home! Sitting in the dark like a psychotic ghost! He pointed a gun straight at my face and pulled the trigger!"My brother didn't even flinch. He sat behind his massive glass desk, slowly swirling the dark liquid in his own glass, watching me with cold, calculated amusement."He shot at me because of her!" I screamed, my voice cracking as wild, frantic

0106 ~ Luca ~ Aria had done me filthy, and she knew it.As I walked out of her office and down the glass-paneled corridor half a step behind her, I was rock hard, the brutal bulge beneath my tailored trousers so evident.I had to keep my left hand casually tucked into my pocket to pull the fabric loose.The sheer audacity of her, playing with my belt, teasing me to the absolute edge, and then slipping out of my grip with that sweet, triumphant smirk, was driving me completely out of my mind.To make matters worse, the way she was walking in front of me was pure torturous art. Her hips swayed with a slow, confident rhythm, her sleek pencil skirt hugging every curve of her body.She knew exactly what she was doing to me. She was establishing her power in the room, and as much as it made my blood boil with dark, possessive need, I couldn't help but admire the dangerous confidence blooming inside her.We arrived at Conference Room B, where Sarah from Human Resources and two junior paneli

0108 ~ Luca ~ The cool evening air hit us the moment we stepped out through the grand double doors onto the front courtyard.Vittorio was already standing near the idling fleet of armored vehicles, surrounded by four dark-suited guards. The moment his eyes landed on Aria gliding down the stone steps in that shimmering sky-blue gown, his worn, tired face lit up with absolute pride."Look at you, mia figlia!" Vittorio declared, stepping forward with open arms, a wide, rare smile breaking through his serious demeanor. "You look completely breathtaking. A true Santoro."He pulled her into a brief, careful embrace, making sure not to crush her. I stood half a step behind them, my jaw tightly set. Even with Vittorio standing right there, I couldn't take my eyes off her. The way the blue fabric draped down her back, exposing her soft skin to the night breeze, was making every possessive instinct in my chest scream for control.My phone vibrated sharply against my thigh. I pulled it out, ke

0111 ~ Aria ~ The air was thick with the suffocating smell of copper, ozone, and burning velvet.Every light in the grand ballroom had been obliterated in the blast, plunging the sprawling venue into absolute, pitch-black darkness. High-pitched screams of terror, shattering glass, and the frantic pounding of heavy footsteps echoed wildly against the stone walls, turning the once-luxurious gala into a chaotic, blind stampede.I was on my knees, coughing violently as dusty debris settled over my sky-blue silk gown. The lace mask resting against my cheek felt like a trap now, everyone in the room was hidden behind velvet and leather disguises, making it impossible to identify friend from foe in the shadows."Papa!" I screamed into the dark, my voice swallowed by the roaring panic around me. "Luca!"No answer. Only the sound of falling marble and crying guests."Théo!" I shouted, pushing myself up from the floor. He had been holding my hands just seconds before the bomb detonated. I reac