icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Craving The Forbidden Touch

Chapter 9 Nine

Word Count: 1153    |    Released on: 21/04/2025

d never been a man

grasp on every aspect of his life. Yet, as he sat in his father's grand estate, surrounded

rine w

vitation. Not

rents had decided, in their infinite wisdo

and filled with the usual discussions about business and legacy. What he hadn't expecte

e n

nclair, sent him a pointed look-one that warned him to behave. His father, Wi

has been eager to reconnect. It seems f

ost scoffed. More

acing the rim. "It's been far too long, hasn't it, Damian?" Her vo

s hands itched to grip his whiskey glass j

False. Everything a

the kind of woman who could stand beside a powerful man. But Damian knew the truth. He had seen the greed b

e, and now she expected to waltz

damn

derstand there may have been... difficulties

. "I never wanted things to end the way t

unreadable. "I know exactly

fest second, but she recovered quickl

eliberate slowness. "You assume t

ther, who often smoothed over tens

. "Katherine has been through a lot,"

stige of being attached to the Sincla

sation is pointless." He pushed back

voice harden

stretched between the

family is speaking to you," his father continue

s father's authority still lingered. Instead of outright defying him,

s curved in that coy smile he once fou

t," she said, tilting her head. "We used to

er statement sent a surge

e said smoothly. "We were conv

placed a gentle hand on his father's arm, a silent plea for restrai

sitting across from him, trying

didn't let the past

any

-

er D

ny, needing a moment of solitude. The city lights stretched b

n't have to turn t

ther

e she wore reaching his senses. Once, he had f

r voice softer now, less performative. "You

her. "I don't car

sharp beneath it. "Damian... we had s

low and mirthless. "You thi

think you're scared to admit that

I feel for you is regret-that I eve

ed, stepping for

't let h

coldly. "If you think I'll ever fall

confidence wavering. But Katherine was

lked back inside, leaving him

tation clawing at him. He needed to get out o

y one place he wan

th

hat made sense in the cha

e was done pret

-

r Tha

ate as he parked out

ked once

Barefoot, in a loose sweater and shorts, her hair sli

p at him, star

ng the door behind him, his hands already

he said against her

econd before her arms wrappe

murmured. "Just

n't push

, she le

hat night, Damian felt li

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Craving The Forbidden Touch
Craving The Forbidden Touch
“Prologue Isla knew this was a mistake. She had spent years resisting Damian Sinclair, keeping her distance, pretending the attraction between them wasn't suffocating. But now, standing in his penthouse with the city lights glowing behind them, she knew there was no turning back. His gaze burned into her, dark and unreadable. He leaned against the bar, his tailored suit still pristine despite the chaos she felt inside. "You shouldn't be here," he murmured, his voice a slow, deliberate temptation. "I know," she whispered. Yet she didn't move. Neither did he. Instead, he pushed off the bar and stalked toward her, each step unraveling what little control she had left. He stopped just inches away, his heat wrapping around her, his scent-dark spice and something purely him-making her dizzy. "Tell me to stop." His fingers brushed against her wrist, tracing a path of fire. "Tell me this is wrong." Isla opened her mouth, but no words came. Because they both knew the truth. It was wrong. It was reckless. And it was inevitable. Damian tilted her chin up, his breath ghosting over her lips, waiting for her to push him away. But she didn't. Because tonight, she wasn't going to fight it.”