All Chapters of His Forbidden Obsession: Tempting The Devil I Can't Have: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHAPTER 102BLACK AND PURPLE ISABELLAGod! Why the hell can this dude not keep his hands to himself!I couldn't stand his hands on me anymore. Every touch felt like green algae on my skin and every kiss felt like a lie I was forcing myself to believe.Julien didn't notice at first, he kept reaching for me and pulling me close. Every chance he got, his fingers found my waist, my arm, the back of my neck. And every time, I flinched away."What's wrong with you?" he asked after the third time I pulled back from his embrace."Nothing. I'm just tired.""You're always tired." His voice was sharp and kinda sounded irritated. "You've been distant for days, Isabella. I'm trying here. I'm really trying. And you keep pushing me away.""I'm not pushing you away. I just need space.""Space?" He laughed, but the sound was bitter. "You've had nothing but space. I came all the way here to be with you, and you treat me like a stranger."Without saying a word, I turned to walk away. I had absolutely n

CHAPTER 104CHAOS IS THE NEW NORMAL ALEXANDERShe pulled back so fast I almost lost my balance. Her eyes were wide, her chest heaving and her lips were still swollen from mine. She stared at me like she had just woken from a dream and realised where she was. "Alexander." Her voice was shaky. "We're in a hospital, anyone could walk in."I held her gaze for a few seconds and she was right. This was difference from my house where people recognised privacy. Nurses and doctors don't. But did I care.?Memory hit me almost immediately m yesterday, I walked out of this room, my blood boiling. Julien was in the hallway, leaning against his wall with his head in his hands. He looked up when he heard my footsteps, his face going pale. I stopped in front of him, my hands skating form the share effort of not wrapping them around his trust. "If you ever—" My voice coming out cold. "If you ever lay a hand on her again, I don't care who you are or who invited you, I will make your life a living

CHAPTER 106ANOTHER FANTASTIC DAY IN THE LIFE OF A BILLIONAIRE ALEXANDERAgain, whoever said being rich brings all the peace you need hasn't been punched into the chair of a FUCKING CEO!I woke to chaos.My phone has been buzzing for hours and I was too deep in dream land to hear it. After finally collapsing into bed sometime after midnight, my mind still spinning from Isabella's lips and everything that happened in that hospital room. Sleep came like a hammer, hitting me heavily and with no kindness whatsoever. Now, light streamed through the curtains a little bit too bright for my sensitive eyes. I reached for my phone, swiping it unlock with sleepy eyes. Fourty seven messages. Twelve missed calls. And at least five emails. My eyes snapped open immediately without needing any permission from my brain.The first email was from Bernard: Call me immediately. Been trying to call you but you're not picking. There's a problem. The second was from a board member: We need an emergenc

CHAPTER 108DRUNK OR DRUGGED ISABELLASince I've known Camille, I'm not sure I've heard her fight with her father. So this was a surprise to me. I led Camille to1 her room with my arm wrapped around her. Her body was still trembling against mine and she didn't speak or look at me. She just walked, her feet dragging behind her, with her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.I closed the door behind us and guided her to the bed. She sat on the edge, her hands clasped in her lap as she fixed her eyes to the floor. The tears didn't seem to have stopped as her face was still wet and her cheeks were still red..What the hell of going on!?I sat beside her, watching her patiently under my gaze and giving her enough time to calm down. The silence stretched, complimenting the afternoon light that slanted through the curtains. "He killed someone," Camille finally said, her voice coming out hollow and knocking something out of my head. What!??“My father killed hks best friend. Or at least,

CHAPTER 110THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PILLOWISABELLAThe first thing I noticed wasn’t pain but the weight on me… or inside me. My brain was still yet to figure it out. Until it actually did. The pain sat heavy in my limbs, like I had slept wrong or stayed in one position for too long. Except this was deeper than that. It wasn’t just my arms or my legs, it was everything. My body felt slow and uncooperative, like it was waking up long after the rest of me already had.I tried to open my eyes, but my lids resisted at first. And when they finally gave in, the room came into view in pieces—blurred shapes sharpening gradually into something familiar. The curtains were drawn, letting in only a thin strip of light. The lamp on my bedside table was still on and the glass of water beside it caught the light faintly.And then there was Julien.He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back turned to me, shoulders slightly hunched like he was focused on something. It took me a second to realize