All Chapters of Forbidden Never Felt This Good: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

0131 ~ Aria ~ After a lot of consideration and "perfect planning," my father decided that hosting the Beaumonts at our main estate was off the menu. Instead, he had reserved one of our high-end, private fine-dining establishments in the city, booking out the entire venue for absolute privacy and security.Josie had taken it as her personal mission to get me ready. She paced around my closet like a manic fashion director before pulling out an exquisite, body-skimming crimson gown. I ended up wearing a deep red dress, which, of course, was Luca’s absolute favorite color on me. And since he was my bodyguard and also family, he was obviously going to be present throughout the entire evening, overseeing every single detail.So much drama, and the night hadn't even officially started yet.Once Josie satisfied herself with my hair and makeup, I stepped out into the grand hallway. Luca wasn't standing directly outside my bedroom door as usual; instead, I found him standing near the top of th

0133 ~ Joan ~ I was at the nightclub, neon lights flashing in wild, blinding strobes across the thumping, bass-heavy darkness. I had heard the news through the grapevine, the bitch was back in the city. But it didn't matter. I was back with my plans. No matter how many times a scheme fell apart, no matter how badly Théo screamed at me or how much everyone tried to put me in my place, even if it failed ten times over, I would do everything until I succeeded. I will never grow up. I will never play by their boring, predictable rules.I was tucked into my usual booth at the back of the VIP lounge, drowning in the loud music and heavy smoke. I had my sexy ass outfit on, a dangerously low-cut, skintight leather dress that barely covered my hips, catching every strobe light in the room. I needed this tonight. My blood was burning, my mind spiraling, and I was high, definitely, blissfully high.I was enjoying every single second of the haze, dragging deeply from a joint, blowing sweet whit

0135 ~ Aria ~ The hum of the air conditioning in my office felt suddenly inadequate as the door swung open.I had spent the entire day drowning in spreadsheets, pending logistics, and structural reorganizations.After a week of coastal silence in Quincy, plunging back into the busy routine of Santoro Enterprises felt like I had enjoyed way too much. By the time my final meeting of the afternoon wrapped up, my shoulders were locked tight, and my brain felt like fried circuitry.Looking across the room, I offered Celine a warm, appreciative smile as she neatly zipped up her leather folio. "You can take the rest of the day off, Celine," I told her, leaning back in my leather chair. "Seriously. You’ve been absolute perfection today. Every schedule was seamless, and you made a mountain of chaos feel completely manageable."Celine beamed, a bright, professional pride lighting up her features. She dipped her head respectfully. "Thank you, Miss Santoro. I'm glad I could keep things running s

0137 ~ Luca ~ My brain was racing at a thousand miles an hour. I had to think of something real quick. Emilio was an absolute, unhinged loudmouth, and if I gave him even a sliver of leverage, he would definitely mention it. I couldn’t risk him blurting out a single word to Aria before I had the chance to tell her the full truth myself.I forced my expression into a look of dry, mildly annoyed indifference, crossing my arms over my chest."Umm, it's a friend’s daughter," I lied smoothly, my voice flat and unbothered. "She calls me daddy too because of the close relationship I have with the family. I help take care of her."Emilio stared at me for a beat, his sharp eyes searching my face for any crack in my composure. Then, his signature wide, arrogant grin slowly spread back across his lips."Oh!" he chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender. "I was wondering when the great, stone-faced Luca Moretti got married and somehow forgot to invite me to the wedding! You are always so damn

0139 ~ Aria ~ The morning light filtered through the heavy velvet drapes of my bedroom, casting a soft golden glow across the silk sheets. Today was supposed to be another grueling day at the office, but plans had shifted. Instead of sitting behind my mahogany desk reviewing corporate spreadsheets, I had to accompany Pierre to inspect the new Santoro vineyard estate, a massive agricultural acquisition currently in its final stages of development.And, to my absolute dismay, Emilio had to tag along, too. Apparently, agricultural logistics and land management fell right under the quality control niche of his new corporate department.Before getting out of bed, I finally picked up the new phone Pierre had gifted me, powering it on for the first time since Josie had finished setting it up.The screen immediately lit up, flashing with an overwhelming waterfall of notifications. Dozens of missed calls, urgent emails, and unread messages flooded the display. I swiped through them, my eyes