All Chapters of Forgive me! My Unforgettable Love: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Nicholas pulled out his phone and dialed Sarah's number, his heart racing with excitement. "Hey, beautiful," he said when she answered. "I was thinking, how about hanging out today?"Sarah's voice was music to his ears. "That sounds amazing! I'd love to.""Great!" Nicholas exclaimed. "I'll pick you up at 11?""Can't wait," Sarah replied, her voice barely above a whisper.Nicholas grinned, feeling like the luckiest man alive. He arrived at Sarah's house, his luxury car gleaming in the sunlight. Sarah's eyes widened as she took in the sleek vehicle."Wow, this is incredible!" she exclaimed, running her hand over the hood.Nicholas chuckled, feeling proud to show off his lifestyle. "Glad you like it," he said, opening the door for her.As they cruised through the town's picturesque streets, Nicholas gestured to a majestic building overlooking the marina. "That's our family's yacht club," he said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I spent countless summers sailing and swimming there."Sarah'

They reached the bedroom, and Nicholas laid Sarah down on the bed, his hands roaming her body, tracing the curves of her face, her neck, and her shoulders.Sarah's eyes never left his, her gaze burning with desire. She knew what was about to happen, and she wanted it more than anything.Nicholas's lips claimed hers, his kiss deepening, his hands moving to undo the buttons of her shirt. Sarah's fingers helped him, their hands moving in tandem, their hearts beating as one.The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intensity of their passion. They were two souls, consumed by desire, surrendering to the magic of their love.***************************Griffin walked through the front door, dropping his keys onto the entryway table. His mother, Sophia, stood in the kitchen, her arms crossed and a stern expression on her face."Where have you been, Griffin?" she asked, her voice firm and cold.Griffin tried to brush past her, but Sophia blocked his path. "D

Nicholas's eyes fluttered open, groggily taking in his surroundings. He was in his bedroom, surrounded by the familiar comforts of his childhood. But his parents' worried faces hovering over him told a different story."Nicholas, oh, thank God you're awake!" Olivia exclaimed, relief etched on her face.James nodded in agreement. "Son, we were so worried about you. What happened? Who did this to you?"Nicholas tried to speak, but his throat felt parched and sore. He winced, trying to remember the events leading up to his current state."I...I don't know," he croaked, his voice barely above a whisper.Olivia's eyes widened. "You don't remember? Nicholas, you were found on the street, lifeless. If it wasn't for the passerby who called an ambulance, you might not be here right now."James's face darkened. "We need to know who did this to you, son. You have to remember something."Nicholas's mind raced, fragments of memories slowly resurfacing. He recalled the fight, the feeling of being o

Nikolas sat in his luxurious bedroom, surrounded by the finest furnishings and artwork that money could buy. His family's wealth and influence had always been a gift, but now it seemed like a hollow comfort.He looked out the window of his penthouse apartment, watching the city's skyline, feeling like a prisoner in his own gilded cage. It had been a week since he had last seen Sarah, and the pain of not being able to see her still lingered.Nikolas' mind was filled with thoughts of what he could have done differently. He thought about the way he had treated his father, James Hill, the billionaire mogul who had built his family's empire from scratch. He had been so blinded by his desires that he had turned against the one person who had brought him into this world.And now, his father was his enemy. Nikolas did not understand the irony. She hurt the one person who tried his best to give her a sense of peace and luxury, but the same person wanted to hurt her love; she didn't know what t

Reginald Smith sat at the head of the polished mahogany table, his eyes scanning the room as his team of executives presented their latest proposal. The meeting room was dimly lit, the only sound being the soft hum of the projector and the murmur of voices."...and as you can see, Reginald, the Bluebird deal offers a significant increase in profits," one of the executives said, clicking to the next slide.Reginald nodded thoughtfully, his expression unreadable. "I like it. Let's move forward with the negotiations."Just as the meeting was wrapping up, the door burst open and James Hill stormed in, his face red with anger."Reginald, we need to talk," James growled, his eyes blazing with intensity.Reginald's expression didn't change, but his voice took on a hint ofannoyance. "James, I'm busy. Can't you see I'm in a meeting?"James ignored the executives, his gaze fixed on Reginald. "This can't wait. You're canceling our deals and demanding compensation? You're the one who breached the