Forbidden Love Duty And Devastating Betrayal Novels & Stories

“Show me what it would cost us. Show me that you’ve been denying how you feel all this time. Or back away right now, then I’ll know that the only thing between us is duty and I’ll believe you.” Something snapped in his eyes, and soon he lifted me off the ground like I weighed nothing and carried me to the couch in front of the cold fireplace. His mouth found my neck trailing kisses, then he nippled on my earlobe slowly, every place he touched, left fire coursing through my veins. When he pushed my shirt up and took one nipple into his mouth, I arched into him, a moan I didn’t recognize escaped me. His hand slide between my thighs, reaching for my opening that was already dripping wet, and th

She was playing a dangerous game, trapped between a father’s love and a son’s desire, while an enemy stood at the gates with a shovel, ready to bury her. As she stared at the door, she realized the "forbidden" nature of her life wasn't just a thrill anymore. It was a noose, and it was tightening. She wanted Jayden to be with anyone he wants, even though it will hurt, but not Scarlett of all people. That night, Lena dreamt of a house made of glass and Scarlett standing outside with a handful of stone s, waiting for the perfect moment to shatter everything.

Her heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her chest. “Yes.” His eyes remained fixed on hers. “Fine.” A brief silence. Then… “I never loved you.” Anastasia's breath hitched. She stared at him. For a moment, she didn't understand what she had just heard. Her lips parted slightly, but no words came. Kaden didn't look away. “I was using you.” Her fingers slowly curled at her sides. “What…?” The word came out barely above a whisper. Kaden's expression remained cold. “I needed a way to get close to your father.”

Sweat glistened on his forehead as he stared at me in panic. “Mr. Fernsby, I can explain—” I crossed the room and punched him squarely in the jaw. He staggered against the armchair, clutching his face as blood streamed from his nose. “Fuck!” Matthew moved forward, but I raised a hand to stop him. “I underestimated you,” I said coldly. “You’ve really betrayed me.” “I’m sorry, sir.” “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly. “You conspired with Natalie and her mother to manipulate me into marriage, then spent years lying to my face. You even demanded money to keep your mouth shut.”

Verma and came back to my office frustrated and went in for the scheduled meet. Everything about this day was making me insane. I don’t lose my temper much but everything’s going against me today. “Rohan I am leaving,” I told my secretary and left the office not caring about anything, not knowing what is happening in my life. I lost my interest in love when the girl I loved, Sania betrayed me. She was the only girl who had my heart. My mother made me meet her as she was the daughter of our allies. At first, I did not like her at all. She was too professional and well maintained.

For taking care of me when my mother died. And yet, there’s Dante. Dante Moretti. The man I promised to marry. The man whose presence I cannot ignore, even if I want to. I don’t want love. I don’t want him. But I won’t lie, my body reacts when I think of him. Desire, irritation, caution, all tangled together in a way I can’t separate. I push it down, focus on Aurelia’s hands on my hair, the soft click of her heels on the marble. She smiles, proud and confident, and I feel the weight of the role I’m about to play.

He doesn't spare anyone coming in his way , disrespect is something no-one even thought about but the girl sitting in front of him didn't hesitate once to show her hatred towards him . The most dreadful mafia leader is feeling helpless for the first time in his life, scared to hurt her.he isn't able to understand this feeling he's developing for his little bundle of joy ,he feels happiest around her now a days . Thinking about his own past actions with her ,he didn't wanted to hurt her but seems like his ruthlessness is buried deep inside him ,he couldn't control himself from harming her,that too when he wants to cherish her,treat her like the way she deserves but here she is, who doesn't ev

"She isn't sick. Patricia!. She is addicted at the age of eighteen and what she has done with my daughter. Your daughter deserves this. She should have died..." "Not a single word. David!. Olivia isn't your daughter. You don't have any right to decide for her." Patricia cut off him and yelled badly. "Slow down your voice. Sia is resting" He was frustrated in his tone. "Just because of Sia. You separated from your love. She is your lovely child so, Her every sin is forgivable. Our downfall started from there. She collaborated with Simon and entangled with the mafia. Do you forget that blast?. That horrible night. At that time, you were standing with her. You hid her. Now. Olivia is astray. Ye

He started feeling odd calling Hilary mum from the day he fell in love with Amira. He feels like his heart is commiting a great sin by loving Amira. How can he fall in love with a girl whom he shares the same mother with. How can he still see Hilary as his mum when he's in love with her daughter. He just feels miserable, he feels that his heart betrayed him by falling in love with a wrong person and the worst part of it was that no matter what he did, he couldn't stop loving her.

Raffaele glanced in my father's direction, searching for assistance. "Don't dispute it. When I see what I desire, I know it. And you want Freya," hissed Damon . It was not refuted by Raffaele. "If I see you gazing at her in that way once more. If I discover you two alone in a room together. I will murder you if I discover that you have touched her hand as much. Raffaele became flushed. "You don't belong to the Outfit. Even if I had raped her, no one would ever tell you anything. For you, I could break her in." God, Raffaele, stop talking.