Todos los capítulos de MY FORBIDDEN MATE: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Liora POV I was in the shower when I heard a beep from my phone. I was surprised; who would be texting at that hour? Definitely not Nina. I got off the phone with her not quite long. I went to my room to check who that was only to find out the message was coming from Ravenna.I stared at my phone screen for so long that my phone screen went dark. I wasn’t expecting her message after everything she has done. My first instinct is sharp and immediate—block the number and erase whatever thread is still connecting me to that woman.Ravenna has put me through a lot so I don’t owe this woman a second of my attention. Yet I hesitate. Something about the message bothers me enough to reply. After everything that has happened, after every decision Ravenna made that damaged my life, there is no reason to engage . And yet I couldn't move. Something about the message feels less like an intrusion and more like timing—intentional, controlled, almost inevitable. That hesitation is what unset

Darius POVGetting up from the bed to bed was like working through hell. Life has been crazy since Liora left the house. I feel total emptiness, though I didn't give my staff that impression. I don’t need any self-pity or pitiful glances. I tried functioning only through appearance. Work continues, but my heart still aches. I was lost in my thoughts until a knock from the door jogged me back to reality. “Who's that? ” I asked! “Sir, remember your virtual meeting by 9 am; everything is ready.” Fuck, that's my assistant. I almost totally forgot about the meeting. I’ve been longingly expecting the meeting because I’m trying to close this business deal, and I’m still sulking on the bed. I muttered, “Give me some minutes.“I jerked off the bed to shower; everything reminds me of Liora and all that happened in the past. I shut down all thoughts about my life, got dressed, and went straight to the waiting room for the meeting.Finally, the meeting ended in my favor, and I was grateful a

Darius POVI woke up feeling dizzy from the drink I had with James, but I have a business meeting to attend this morning. I quickly showered, got myself ready, and returned to work with forced structure, filling every hour to avoid my thoughts. Today's meeting was a blur; conversations passed without impact, and decisions happened mechanically. I was so lost in my thoughts during the board meeting that I didn’t realize I was staring into space for over an hour without processing anything being said. “Sir! Sir!” “What do you think about this…”That's when I realized I wasn’t listening, all the board's eyes on me; I just nodded my head, trying to hide the fact I was lost in my thoughts. This realization unsettles me more than any argument ever could. I couldn’t grasp a thing in the meeting. When the meeting ended, I picked up my case, strode down to my office, went straight to my chair, stretched my legs, and faced upwards. I didn't notice an unmarked envelope sitting across from

Liora’s POVLiora is working at Claudette’s hotel when her phone keeps beeping with notifications. It begins interrupting her focus repeatedly.At first, she ignores it, concentrating on works.She assume it is routine communication or some background noise she can address later.But the persistent beeping and notifications break her concentration.She decided to she finally checks it. She slides her hands into her pocket to take her phone. She puts it on ; What she saw immediately starstruck her. It drops her lips in awe. It shifts her attention away from work entirely; her lips still drop open.It is not a message . It is neither a call. It is a bank notification. Then another notifications Then several more notifications. At first, the information does not fully register. She was kind of confused. It wasn’t adding up She reads it once, then again, slower, then louder, getting side eyes from her colleagues.Her company ownership has been reinstated.Her frozen accounts

Liora’s POVLiora is nearly asleep when her phone lights up in the darkness.She hesitated at first, because she was tired from the stress at work. But she pushes herself to check who could that be .She sees Selene’s name and immediately becomes fully awake, jerking off from the bed.It was as if her body recognized the significance before her mind had fully processed it.She does not open the message immediately.She stares at the preview, holding still, letting herself prepare for whatever emotional direction this might take her in.When she finally opens it, she finds something unexpectedly simple: “Hope you’re good .” A simple question asking if she is okay.The simplicity disarms her more than intensity would have.There is no accusation, no weight of history being forced into the present moment.Just a human check-in.She sits with it longer than she intends to, feeling the emotional pressure of responding correctly.Eventually, she replies in a controlled, light tone, deflec