All Chapters of Forbidden Never Felt This Good: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

0082 ~Luca~ I looked at my daughter.She was watching me with those eyes, open and expectant, waiting patiently to hear my response. Fear moved through me, I was lost for words.“Aria?” I said.“Mm. With nice hair. She has a pretty facr.” She tilted her head slightly. “Do you know her? Is it the same person?”I kept my expression calm, not giving away too much. “It’s not an uncommon name, princess.”“No, but…”“There are probably a lot of Arias in Paris.” I kept my tone light, trying to take her mind from it but I was curious too. “Did she say where she was from?”Isabella thought about it seriously. “No. We did not talk about all of that. I just really liked her.” She glanced at the doll in her lap. “And her friend was funny.”Friend? It was definitely Aria. Without a doubt. Because she went out with Josie too.Fuck! But I didn’t to alarm Isabella.I didn’t know what to say. But she did not ask for much again. “Can I show you the painting now?” she asked.“Show me the painting. Le

0084 ~Aria~ Seeing all the texts, I just decided to engage all three of them tonight. I could spare a bit of time before I eventually sleep.I kicked off my shoes, curled my legs up onto the bed, and leaned back against a sea of pillows.It was almost ten o'clock, but my mind was far too wired to sleep. I actually enjoyed my day, thanks to Josie. I might not tell her that though. She would feel too smug.Seeing Theo today was so unexpected and shocking. He acted like a gentleman too. We were always at each other’s throat. I tapped on Luca’s notification first. My thumb hovered over his name, my heart doing that familiar flutter. I mean, let the girl love. Luca: I’m sorry I’ve been so distant for a while, Aria. There have been little things I had to handle, plus work. I haven’t seen you in a while too. I miss you baby. How are you holding up? Did you eat dinner?A soft smile touched my lips. I wanted to pry. Every instinct urged me to demand answers, to ask about his abrupt "day of

0086 ~ Luca ~My eyes hadn't left her for a single second.Not when the blonde in the silver dress approached me, not when she tried to project her voice over the heavy, thumping bass to ask for my name, and certainly not when Aria’s dark eyes flashed with that sharp, dangerous heat from across the VVIP booth.I gave the blonde a cold, detached nod, barely hearing a word she said. Every fiber of my being was locked entirely on my girl.Aria took another long sip of her cocktail, setting the empty glass down with a deliberate click. Her cheeks were flushed a gorgeous, dusty pink, and the light, reckless sway in her hips told me the alcohol was already working its magic through her system.She leaned over to Josie, whispering something fast into her ear. Josie’s head snapped up, her eyes scanning the VVIP section until she spotted someone near the private lounge.She nodded, a wicked grin spreading across her face, and immediately sauntered off.Both of them were tipsy, it was painfully

0088 ~Aria~We had to leave after that mindblowing sex. We looked for Josie and found her in the arms of a cute black American. The sex had made me sober but so sleepy. I could hardly work, Luca did a great job. We went to bed after we got back. The next morning, I met up with my father in his study. Our relationship was still quite awkward. He was in a good mood. The doctor had just left his place about 30 mins ago so I knew this was not health related."There she is," he said."Good morning, Papa." I leaned down to kiss his cheek and took the chair across from him. "You look like very excited. What’s the occasion?""I'm always excited." He said giving a small smile that made it was obvious and it was a lie."More than usual."He smiled slightly. "Sit. Have coffee with me."I poured from the pot on the side table, settled back, and waited. My father always revealed things at his own pace, and he was more extra gentle now.He studied me for a moment. "Pierre Beaumont."I kept my ex

0090 ~Aria~ The street was dead silent for a short period of time after Théo’s question hung in the night air. I had the answer but it was too embarrassing to say. I opened my mouth to answer, a soft, self-deprecating laugh rising in my throat.Then in a moment, there was a loud noise.A deafening crack shattered the quiet street, followed instantly by the sharp, terrifying metallic sound of glass shattering against the pavement."Get down!" Théo yelled.Before I could even process the flash of muzzle fire from the dark alley across the road, Théo threw his weight onto me, slamming us both down onto the hard, cold cobblestones.Another sharp gunshot echoed through the air, a heavy, brutal sound.Théo let out a sharp, agonized gasp directly above me. He lurched violently, his full weight crashing heavily onto my chest."Théo!" I screamed, my voice cracking with instant terror."Miss Santoro!" Russo’s thunderous voice roared over the sudden chaos.Tires squealed as our security sedan