Forbidden Love Duty And Devastating Betrayal Novels & Stories

The next entry was dated just days before Victor’s death: *“I’ve uncovered something… something that could destroy us all. I don’t know who to trust anymore. Even within the family, there are secrets. Lies. Betrayal. If anything happens to me, know this: the truth lies in the shadows.” I stared at the words, my mind racing. What had Victor uncovered? And who had betrayed him? Just as I was about to uncover a crucial piece of evidence, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. The door creaked open, and I turned to see Maria standing there—with a gun in her hand.

he said, eyes locked on hers, “for as long as it serves its purpose.” A quiet gasp came from the guests, but Aion remained stone-faced. Her throat tightened, yet she refused to falter. “I promise to fulfill my duty,” she answered gently, “for as long as my heart allows it.” The rings slid onto their fingers—cold metal that sealed them together not in love but in necessity. His touch was mechanical, almost cruel. When the priest declared them husband and wife, polite applause rippled through the room. Izabelleh’s father smiled, relief washing over his face, but to her it sounded like chains closing.

His hand stayed right where it was. “I only allowed you to go to work. Do you still not understand what that means?” ‘I know. It means I’m not allowed to go anywhere except the shop.’ “I’m sorry.” It was the only thing Livia could think to say. Any excuse she gave would just make him angrier. “I love you.” ‘What do I do?’ Calming Damian down this time wasn’t going to be as easy as usual. This wasn’t just about breaking one of his rules—he felt betrayed. He’d cleared his entire schedule today to surprise her at the shop, only to be shocked himself when she wasn’t there.

He roars in my face, the force of it making me jump. “ You can't lie to the bond,” he says, eyes blazing with anger. “You felt it. The way our hearts.. syncs,” Even with him standing this close, our hearts try to beat in tandem. I force myself to meet his gaze, not anger but pure unfiltered disgust. “That's the problem with Alphas like you.” He finches so slightly that if it were not me, I would not have noticed it. “You're so desperate for a fated and mate story to justify your instability that you invent miracles in your head to make yourselves believe you deserve a mate.” His breath stutters.

The moon rises above the horizon, the same witness to our sins, our love, and our salvation. And beneath its light, our story continues, not as a secret, but as a legacy. The End Author’s Note If you’ve fallen in love with Gregory and Christie’s forbidden tale, you’ll be delighted to know that Celeste and Cassain’s own love story, Swapped at Birth, is available now on N******t and coming soon on GoodNovel. Their journey unfolds with sacrifices, passions and secrets that shaped two kingdoms — running parallel to Forbidden to Love: A Royal Sin. Don’t miss it!

I think I’m fucking addicted to that asshole. This should scare me but I think that he feels the same towards me. I believe he’s also addicted to me because just like me, the fucker doesn’t seems to get enough. It’s funny because he’s the one that claims not to be gay and has always hated. (Though I don’t know if that hatred is still there or not but for the lust…… it’s definitely there. He can’t help but fall into it and he can’t even hide how much he enjoys what we do.). For someone who says he’s not gay, he’s the most needy bottom ever. Though I’m the one that always instigates sex, I know that he craves it. The fucker who was the reason dad called me over here, I killed him with so much

"I... I wanted to adopt you, Tim, back then. You were always right there in my mind—this helpless, homespun little boy. But Sara refused, even to the point of giving me an ultimatum, threatening divorce. Forgive me, Tim, I still feel like I betrayed you. I wish I'd chosen you over her." A fucking accident, and I didn't even know about it. However, Damien isn't just a good cop, he's a good man, so it's not surprising. "You're making it up!" I clap him on the shoulder. "Who trades their wife for a kid from an orphanage? It's a good thing you didn't divorce her. I was better off in the orphanage. Would I have become Frost I’m now\\\\\\\ if I were your son?" "You think so?" he looks at her incre

“But what if the language of our hearts tells a different story? What if love—however forbidden—can rewrite the rules we’ve obeyed without question?” Maverick reached for her, hesitating only a moment before his fingers brushed hers. The contact sent a quiet shock through him, grounding and terrifying all at once. “I have been bound by duty for longer than I can remember,” he said, the truth heavy on his tongue. “I was taught that loyalty meant silence, that survival meant dominance.” His grip tightened slightly. “But tonight, I wonder if our feud is not destiny—but a scar. One we were never meant to keep reopening.”

“It isn’t.” “Then what is it about?” “Survival.” His jaw tightened. “You’re losing ground,” he said. “Am I?” He didn’t respond, so I stepped closer. “She’s using you.” That made him laugh.“Careful.” “I’m not insulting you,” I said calmly. “I’m stating a fact.” His expression hardened. “You don’t know what we have.” “I know exactly what you have,” I replied. “Duty.” He blinked. “Duty binds you, not love, not loyalty.” I continued

I whispered, leaning in to press a kiss against her ear. She whimpered, her tiny hands trying to push me off but I didn't budge. “Please….let me go. I have work to do.” But even as she said that, her body arched into mine. My cock was now between her covered asscrack as I worked my hips. “Work?” I murmured, making sure my thick length nudged her asshole through her habit. “Then why is your fat nun ass pushing on my big cock?” “What you're doing….it's a sin,” she whispered, her voice shaking badly. “Father Antonio said I'll go to hell. It's so wrong.”