Novel & Cerita Forbidden Freedom Jasmin Miller

Why didn't she think of this from thebeginning? She ventured out of the dressing room, paying no heed to the lady's incessant calling. "Tell marco I went to ease myself"she shot back at the lady in an attempt to keep her quiet. She wanted to survey the environment, making sure the coast was clear. Marco was no where to be seen fortunately for her. The glass doors just stood at the far end corner, so tempting and enticing. Her freedom laid outside the walls of this boutique, away from the authoritative grip of marco . She couldn't stand him anymore in her life.He was like a virus. A deadly one that was slowly infecting her, taking control of her entire life.

“Okay, let’s stop it here.” I knew, deep within me, there was like an unseen force telling me to do what’s right for the situation. And that time, he wanted to free himself from me as if he were a captive. Then, I didn’t let him walk out; I had to be the one walking away from him. It was hard. It was tough. The pain was still there. It was still fresh because that break-up just happened a week ago.

The plane is already in the sky and we're now seeing the clouds. "That's why you can't do it with someone else Millijay. I am the one who taught you so you can't learn from other man," he said and now starting to give kisses on my revealing shoulders. I am wearing an off shoulder top. "I can't even stomach to have sex with just anyone except you! Did you just cursed me or something Farris?" I narrowed my eyes at him. He raised a brow and give me a taunting look. "I don't have to curse someone to fall for me Millijay..."

The pain in his chest is unbearable; the agony and failure that he's feeling right now are too much for him to handle. "Just look for someone else, grandson. Because from this day onwards, Ariana is your sister. She's off-limits for you, Brian Gil. She's forbidden."

He pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

*TRIGGER WARNING* *Isadora’s POV* After making my guest of honor comfortable, I exited the room and slowly entered the open, yet dark basement that Padrino had Daniella chained in. To say I was excited would have been an understatement. I never knew I’d be so thrilled to make someone pay for their wrongdoings. Okay, I’m lying, but really. This amount of eagerness just to send someone to hell should be illegal… Or maybe I’m ready to be admitted to the psych ward.

Charlie sighed before he said, “Jasmine, I’ve always thought that you were a very strong and powerful woman. I really did not expect you to be bound at the mercy of others too.” “That’s right!” Jasmine replied as she sighed. “There’s no way out of this as long as I am a member of the Moore family.” As she spoke about it, Jasmine shook her head before she raised her wine glass and said, “Mr. Wade, let’s not talk about all these unhappy things anymore. Come on, drink up! I’ll toast you again!” Charlie smiled before he raised his wine glass and said, “Alright then. This glass of red wine is to celebrate freedom!”

Sammy quickly responds in an almost panicked tone while she's still shaking due to fear. Sammy quickly receives a response, in a monotone voice she hears from the red being... "Your friends did this to themselves. They were given a chance, but the good they have done will never outweigh the bad! They are not PURE... Your other friends are quickly approaching, and you have 60 seconds to make your decision. Only ONE will see tomorrow!"

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

The moment the car stopped, I unlocked the door and jumped out. I ran straight for the gate. My fingers slammed against the exit button. Nothing. I pressed it again. And again. Still nothing. “Jasmine...” Mr. Lincoln called from behind me. “Get inside the house. Now.” I ignored him. The button. I just needed the stupid button to work. I jabbed it repeatedly, my vision beginning to blur. The air suddenly felt too thick. Too heavy. Too suffocating. All my life, I had tried to do the right thing.