All Chapters of His Forbidden Obsession: Tempting The Devil I Can't Have: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

CHAPTER 161FINALLY! SOMETHING THAT SOUNDS LIKE A BREAK ISABELLAThere's a very looming feeling in the midst of disaster that wasn't a very nice thing to feel. But what's worse is watching your loved one go through it. I helped Camille to her room, my arm wrapped around her waist. She leaned her body into mine like she might collapse without the support. She was exhausted in that deep, none-tired way that came from having your worst fears broadcast to the world. "Sit," I said, guiding her to the edge of her bed.She sat, clasping her hands together to keep them from shaking. "Your father is going to handle this," I said, kneeling in front of her so she could see my eyes. "He knows what he's doing. He's been fighting battles like this his whole life and he definitely won't sit back and watch his only daughter be attacked this brutally.""I know." She said in a small voice. "I just feel so... exposed. It's like everyone is watching me.""Let them watch, you've done nothing wrong. Al

CHAPTER 163A STAIN ON THE WHITE ALEXANDERThe breakfast table was lighter than it had been in weeks. Camille was laughing with her head thrown back, a genuine smile on her face. Isabella was beside her, grinning while she scrolled through her phone and reading the comments out loud in a dramatic newscaster voice."Here's a good one," Isabella said, clearing her throat. "Victor Morel thought he could take on the Moreaus and walk away? He should have stuck to being someone's sugar baby.'"Camille snorted, covering her mouth with her palm to hold in the food in it. "That's terrible.""It's true though."I leaned back in my chair, watching them. A small smile played on my lips seeing the happiness on their faces. I'd kill to keep the air in this house like this forever."Okay, one more," Isabella said. "'Delacroix's wife just filed for divorce, the lawyers are probably lining up as we speak. What a free way to make sure money as a lawyer'"Camille laughed again, but this time it was sof

CHAPTER 165THE SIGN OF A WORRIED FACEALEXANDERThere's a very quiet, peaceful phase that comes with putting an enemy before you. And I've been reeling in that. It's been three days since Delacroix attacked me in the parking lot. Investigation was opened against him and I provided the evidence without being asked. Victor was already a goner, he had extra crimes attached to Delacroix. Elise was still quiet, and she being quiet meant she was scheming more. I was just working towards being able to take her out completely before she striked. My stocks were climbing, and for the first time in months, the foundation was running without a crisis demanding my attention every hour.It felt strange and almost unsettling… like the quiet before a storm I couldn't see.I was at my desk, reviewing the quarterly reports, when a knock sounded on my office door. I groaned inwardly before ushering whoever it was in. "Come in."My assistant stepped inside, clutching a file to her chest. She was you

CHAPTER 167A FACE TO THE TEXTALEXANDERUnlike every other day in a building sitting on a major road, it was quiet. Maybe a bit too quiet.But quiet works. I sat behind my desk, the morning light slanting through the windows and casting long shadows across the floor. I didn’t sleep well the previous night despite the hours of sex. Anytime I closed my eyes, I saw Isabell’s face. That fear in her eyes was something real.In those eyes, everything was a ticking clock.My mind instantly went to the private investigator. Shouldn't he be done with the job on Mathieu? Without hesitation, I picked up my phone and scrolled to his contact. If he’s collecting a huge sum of money, then he should deliver on time.Immediately,I pressed call. I waited patiently for a response, and on the third ring, he answered."Mr Moreau… I was about to reach out."My eyebrows dipped. "You have something?"He paused. "Not yet. The background check on Mathieu Renaud is... complicated."My eyebrows dipped even fur

CHAPTER 169DOOM AT LAST ISABELLAFor a very long time, I've always imagined how I'd feel if the whole world was to know about my relationship with Alexander. But nothing was compared to what I felt now. Comparison between your imagination and reality should never exist in the first place. The world stopped in an instant. And I'm not talking metaphorically where people try to describe shock. No. The sound, the lights, the whispers… it all froze, suspending in the space between one breath and the next.But the video didn't care for that.and just kept playing. "Yes! Fuck me harder!"My voice drifted through the room, my moans filling the air as the screen—the size of a wall—displayed a video of my body arching beneath his own.I couldn't move, breathe or do anything except stare at the woman falling apart in Alexander's arms. What I’d give to wish it wasn't me…The video shifted, cut to a different angle and displaying another night. His hands were on my waist, his dick of course b