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Chapter 73- Making Daddy Proud
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2025-04-28 16:37:28
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HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 74- His Turn To Beg
The leather seats were warm under me, but not half as warm as the heat burning low in my stomach.I sat back, trying to look casual, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs as the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. Mr De Vito’s driver couldn’t see us—of course not. There was a black privacy divider between the front seat and the back, thick enough to muffle sounds, dark enough to hide sins.And right now, I was about to commit one.Or at least start one.I shifted slightly, feigning discomfort, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught Mr De Vito’s gaze—sharp, suspicious, predatory. Like he could feel the shift in the air even before I moved.Good.Let him feel it.Let him burn for it.Slowly, I sat up straighter, my movements exaggerated just enough to catch his attention fully.Then, without looking at him, I hooked my thumbs under the thin strip of my thong and began to drag it down my legs, inch by excruciating inch, the silk whispering against my skin.I could feel hi
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A sound—soft, almost inaudible—dragged me from the depths of sleep.I grunted, burrowing deeper into the sheets, trying to cling to the fading edges of a dream I couldn’t even remember anymore. But there it was again—a soft creak, like weight shifting on the floorboards.My lashes fluttered open, vision blurry and unfocused. The room was cloaked in shadows, the only illumination the silver slice of moonlight filtering through the half-open balcony doors.For a second, I thought I was imagining things, still tangled in sleep.And then I saw it.A figure.Standing by the corner of my room.Female.Motionless.Watching.My breath seized in my chest, every muscle in my body locking tight. I blinked rapidly, heart thundering against my ribs as panic clawed up my throat.No.No, it couldn't be.With trembling fingers, I fumbled for the lamp on my bedside table, flicking the switch.Warm light flooded the room.Empty.There was no one there.I sat up straighter, my chest heaving, scanning ev
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-28HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Prologue
“Oh, yes, Liam, faster, don't stop," I heard the breathy moan of a woman followed by the grunt of a man. The man's voice all too familiar but I didn't want to believe what I was hearing, it couldn't be the same Liam. I saw the clothes scattered on the floor looking like they had first started it here before taking things further to the bedroom. But still I didn't want to believe it. As quietly as I could, I made my way to the bedroom and I stopped at the sight in front of me. The door was left ajar so I could see everything that was happening inside. I froze as my jaw dropped. I wasn't dreaming, I wasn't seeing things. It wasn't another Liam. It was my boyfriend. My boyfriend of seven years. I felt an indescribable pain in my chest like something just plunged their hand into my chest and ripped out my heart, I was shattered, broken. He was too lost in pleasing another woman that he hadn't even noticed me. He had his head thrown back in pleasure with his eyes closed as he thrust
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-19HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 1- Welcome to Italy
The announcement for my flight’s arrival jolted me from my thoughts. I glanced at my phone, my best friend's contact still open on the screen from the last call. “I'm here," I muttered under my breath, pulling my suitcases closer as I took in the bustling airport. I still couldn't believe I won the competition to work with Mr De Vito for a whole year, it felt so surreal. ‘Okay deep breaths, Emily,’ her voice echoed in my head, though she wasn't actually there to remind me. I stepped forward, scanning the area for the person who was supposed to meet me. I pulled up the email from my competition for the hundredth time, rereading the line that said someone would be waiting for me. My heart was racing, my nerves refusing to settle despite the excitement of being in Italy. And then I saw it: a man standing a few feet away, holding a white sign with my name, Emily Ross, scrawled in bold, black letters. He was tall, dressed in a crisp black suit, his dark hair slicked back neatly.
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My first day at the company had been nothing short of chaotic. From the endless introductions to the overload of tasks, I barely had a moment to breathe. Everyone in the building looked like they’d just stepped off a runway—classy, sophisticated, and impossibly intimidating. If I hadn’t dressed to impress, I would’ve stuck out like a sore thumb. And the women? They looked more like supermodels than architects. It was like the firm handpicked its staff based on appearances. Angelo, Mr De Vito's assistant, walked me through everything. The man could talk a mile a minute, but his warnings stuck with me. “Mr. De Vito is a perfectionist,” he’d say. “He doesn’t tolerate mistakes. One misstep and you’re out. Keep your head down and your work flawless.” Great. Just what I needed—a boss with a reputation for being a ruthless, grumpy old man. Even his office screamed power and intimidation, with its cold perfection and domineering energy. I’d never even met him, but I already knew to stee
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-19HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 3- Sweet Memories
I woke up with wetness pulling down my pussy and it had everything to do with Mr De Vito. The image of him from last night replayed in my head like a broken record until I had fallen asleep. The man was sin personified. He was fucking handsome and breathtaking. I still couldn't believe that someone I had thought would be a grumpy old man turned out to be a hot, pant dripping man. A man that if he had told me to get down on my knees and take his cock I wouldn't have minded. And holy fuck when my eyes had gone down to his cock. Fuck. Although he had his swim short, there was no mistaking the fact that the man was big. My pussy clenched at the thought of what that cock could make me feel. I groaned, rubbing my face before I stretched my hand to the bedside table to pick my phone. The time was 5:48 am and breakfast would be served by 8:00 am. I still had time but I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I might as well just get ready. I threw the blanket off me as I climbed out of bed
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“No, you can't do that to me," I said, my hands clenching at my side and the man just smirked as he stared at me. I worked hard to be here, I worked tirelessly for that prize and then he's just going to look at me and tell me I don't look competent enough. Who does that? “I just did," he said smugly because he knew he had the upper hand. He didn't care that I was throwing a tantrum or being dramatic. He really wanted me gone. The fucking hot handsome bastard. I took deep breaths deciding to do this another way. “Is this how you do business Mr De Vito?" I asked as I crossed my arms and he just raised a brow wondering what I was going on about. I walked towards him ignoring his dangerous gaze as I stood behind his chair, then I leaned down so that my lips were close to his ear. “Are you saying you're going to refuse a potential client just because they don't look like a potential client?" I asked and I noticed the way his jaw clenched. I wasn't stupid, he knew that the
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-19HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 5- The Test
The door slammed shut as Angelo left, leaving me staring at the mountain of documents that now consumed my desk. My pulse quickened, and I had to suppress the wave of panic threatening to bubble over. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me rattled. I turned to Mr De Vito, who was now leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, watching me with his cold calculated eyes. “Before the end of today?" I asked, my voice steady despite the tremor that was going on inside me. He twirled the pen in his fingers and titled his head slightly, as if considering my question. “Yes, Miss Ross. Or is that going to be a problem for someone as ‘competent’ as you claim to be?" Bastard. "Not at all,” I replied with a sweet smile masking my true feelings. I swear I felt like jumping over his table and scratching out his eyes or rather kissing him. No, stop Emily. He's annoying and making your life hell on the first day of work, remember. “I'll have it done," He raised an eyeb
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HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 95- Wicked
A sound—soft, almost inaudible—dragged me from the depths of sleep.I grunted, burrowing deeper into the sheets, trying to cling to the fading edges of a dream I couldn’t even remember anymore. But there it was again—a soft creak, like weight shifting on the floorboards.My lashes fluttered open, vision blurry and unfocused. The room was cloaked in shadows, the only illumination the silver slice of moonlight filtering through the half-open balcony doors.For a second, I thought I was imagining things, still tangled in sleep.And then I saw it.A figure.Standing by the corner of my room.Female.Motionless.Watching.My breath seized in my chest, every muscle in my body locking tight. I blinked rapidly, heart thundering against my ribs as panic clawed up my throat.No.No, it couldn't be.With trembling fingers, I fumbled for the lamp on my bedside table, flicking the switch.Warm light flooded the room.Empty.There was no one there.I sat up straighter, my chest heaving, scanning ev
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 74- His Turn To Beg
The leather seats were warm under me, but not half as warm as the heat burning low in my stomach.I sat back, trying to look casual, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs as the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. Mr De Vito’s driver couldn’t see us—of course not. There was a black privacy divider between the front seat and the back, thick enough to muffle sounds, dark enough to hide sins.And right now, I was about to commit one.Or at least start one.I shifted slightly, feigning discomfort, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught Mr De Vito’s gaze—sharp, suspicious, predatory. Like he could feel the shift in the air even before I moved.Good.Let him feel it.Let him burn for it.Slowly, I sat up straighter, my movements exaggerated just enough to catch his attention fully.Then, without looking at him, I hooked my thumbs under the thin strip of my thong and began to drag it down my legs, inch by excruciating inch, the silk whispering against my skin.I could feel hi
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 73- Making Daddy Proud
The meeting room was colder than usual, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and made you hyper aware of every nerve in your body.I sat stiffly in the leather chair, my design resting neatly in front of me, my hands clasped together on the table. Across from me, Mr De Vito lounged in his seat like he owned the entire goddamn world, one ankle resting casually on his knee, the picture of bored authority.He hadn’t spoken much since we left the office.He hadn’t needed to.His presence said enough. It pressed down on me, heavy and relentless, a constant reminder of the dangerous game we were still playing.The door to the meeting room opened, and every nerve in my body snapped taut.I straightened instinctively, schooling my features into polite neutrality as a man in an expensive grey suit stepped inside.Tall, with slicked-back dark hair and the kind of sharp, handsome face that screamed old-money Italy, he moved with smooth, quiet confidence. His dark eyes scanned the room be
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 72- The Power Game
I didn’t know how I managed to make it out of that room without throwing something at Mr De Vito’s stupid, arrogant face.After everything—after begging, after offering myself up on a silver fucking platter—he had the audacity to smirk, brush a finger down my cheek, and say it again.“You still haven’t earned it, little one. Now, go to bed. I have work to do.”I had stared at him for a long, burning second, waiting for the punchline. Waiting for him to slam me back down onto that desk and fuck me the way I was dying for.But no.Instead, he turned his chair back to the desk like I wasn’t even there, casually flipping open a file like he hadn’t just shattered my fucking soul.I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me so hard the frame rattled. I heard him laugh—low, dark, wicked.God, I hated him.I hated him for making me want him this much.I hated him for having this power over me.I hated him for enjoying it.Most of all, I hated myself for letting him.I lay in my bed
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 71- Upset
I can't sleep. Again. After tormenting my life in that room we finally came home and all he did was storm over to his room like he didn't leave me aching. Once again. My sheets were tangled around my legs, my skin hot, flushed, aching in places I shouldn’t still be aching. And it's all because of him. Mr De Vito. That maddening, smug, sinfully controlled man who has done everything to me except the one thing I crave most. Every time I begged—whispered, moaned, whimpered for his cock—he only smiled, leaned in close like he might finally give in… then say it again. "You haven’t earned it." God, those words torment me. Haunt me. Fuel the fire that refuses to burn out. I’ve felt his mouth, his hands, his toys—felt him break me in the most delicious ways. But never his cock. Never the fullness I crave. Never the stretch, the ruin, the complete surrender. And I want it. I want him. Inside me. Deep. Rough. Unrelenting. I imagine it too often—my legs thrown over his shoulders, his h
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 70- Punishment
I didn’t speak a word as I led her through the corridor—past velvet curtains, low moans, and the occasional scream of pleasure echoing behind closed doors. My hand was tight around hers, my pace unrelenting, until we reached the private room. I unlocked it, shoved the door open, and stepped aside. “In,” I ordered. She walked in without hesitation—good girl—but I could feel the tension humming off her skin. The room was minimal. A king-sized bed with dark silk sheets, a leather chair in the corner, and a low light that bathed everything in a red glow. “Strip.” Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for her dress, eyes flicking up to meet mine. I didn’t smile. I didn’t move. I just watched. One strap fell. Then the other. The dress slid down her body, pooling at her feet, and she stepped out of it—bare, flushed, and breathing like she was already ruined. “Now,” I said, voice low and rough, “get on the bed. Open your legs.” She climbed onto the sheets, positioning herself at
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 69- Watch and Earn
I've asked him countless times where he was taking me to but all I got was silence.I sat in the car as we drove past buildings and my mind was a sea of thought wondering what Mr De Vito was planning.The man was very unpredictable.We finally stopped in front of a building that looked like a club as I opened my door and stepped out, the night air blowing through me.What were we doing here?I turned to Mr De Vito hoping for some explanation but I got none. Instead he held my hand and led me inside and I followed him.The place was dimly lit with just a few people that seemed to be lost in what they were doing. Some were kissing and others looked like they were ready to fuck for people to watch.We passed a room and I heard the sound of a woman screaming but it wasn't pain, it was pleasure. Like the sound of a woman who wanted more.Mr De Vito kept leading me until we reached a door and then he pushed it open and we both walked in, the door closing behind him.The room was dim, bathed
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 68- Taking What Belongs To Me
“You bitch! You think you've won?!" Miss Ferdinand said in anger as soon as she saw me and I couldn't help but laugh.We were just walking into the company when we meant her walking out and the look in her eyes was murderous.“Miss Ferdinand, I don't think I've won. I know I've won," I said with a confident smirk as she lunged at me but Angelo quickly pushed me behind him protectively."Watch it, before I unleash my anger on you. You stole a design that wasn't yours and as if that wasn't enough you wanted to steal a position that don't belong to you,” Angelo spat in anger,"It was you right? It was you. You nosy ass dog, putting your nose where it doesn't concern you,” she said as she pointed at Angelo like she wanted to fight him.The security were already looking at her, waiting for Angelo's command to throw her out.“If you haven't made that call, this bitch would have been out of this country by now, but you fucker! You had to ruin everything," she spat."Don't talk to my friend l
HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION Chapter 67- Past or Future
"EMILY!"The voice cut through the air like a whip, sharp and urgent, and I froze mid-step, one foot inside the boarding tunnel. My heart lurched in my chest. It couldn’t be. It wasn’t—I turned slowly.There he was.Angelo.Mr De Vito’s assistant.He was weaving through the crowd with wild energy, his chest rising and falling as he ran, dark curls bouncing, one hand raised like I might vanish if he didn’t get to me fast enough."Stop! Don’t go!" he called, breathless.I blinked, stunned, then quickly walked toward him, dragging my suitcase behind me."Angelo? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, brows furrowed. He doubled over for a second, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. “You… can’t… leave.”I crossed my arms. “We already talked about this. I told you I’m leaving.”He looked up, wide-eyed. "No. You can’t. You really can’t.""Why not?" I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. My chest was still aching from saying goodbye to everything, from trying to leave w
