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Forbidden Shado novel Chapter 136

The morning came too quickly, the kind of morning where the weight of the day presses down on your before your eyes are even

1 hadn’t slept much, despite being secured in Vincent’s comforting hold the entire night, but my mind kept replaying the many what

Vincent words from the night before would act as a constant reminder of the hope we still had. It has to work. That was what he’d said, and call me a fool, but I wanted so desperately to believe him.

I sat on the edge of the bed ready to go, my fingers twisting a loose thread around on the hem of my sweatshirt.

The place was quiet, eerily so, except for the faint sounds of Vincent moving around downstairs. The man could move like a ghost when he wanted, but I d learned to pick up on the subtle creaks and footfalls that signaled he was still around

Pulling my knees up to my chest, I rested my chin on them, trying to steel myself for what was coming as I focused on my breathing

  • in and out slow and steady.

My ears honed in on Vincent’s ascent up the stairs, each brush of his foot on the step bringing him closer to finding me here on the hed in silence.

A small knock on the door frame jolted my head around, pulling me from my thoughts as though I was surprised to see him there despite having known that he was on his way up.

you ready to go? Im cutting it pretty short for time nowHe explains, as I take that as my sign to push myself to stand, my sneakers finding the floor boards beneath me.

We made our way downstairs, Vincent grabbing both the house and has car keys from the hook by the door as I shuffled my way

He was dressed casually in some sp

spare clothes he had kept here- black jeans and a dark green tee- but the tension in his posture gave him away and defeated the whole casual vibe he had gone for today….

You good?he asked, his tone clipped but not unkind as his hand reached for the door.

What if this is all just a trap?!I question,

I nodded, swallowing hard. They definitely won’t be in there waiting for me will they? W my deepest fears coming to the surface as he all but shakes his hand,

Nah, never! My father may be a dick but he wouldn’t do that, he knows I’d fucking ruin him if he did!Vincent states dryly. meaning everything he had said as I swallow and nod,

I just have to trust him on this

The drive back was quiet at first, with nothing but the smooth classis playing on the radio, acting as a mild distraction in the meantime. I stared out the window, watching the world blur by, trying to focus on anything other than the anxiety twisting in my stomach at the fear of showing up to Vincent’s place being forced to confront my brothers if they were to still be in there

Do you remember what we talked about last night? Vincent broke the silence after some time, his voice low but steady..

Yes,I replied quickly, almost too quickly. I justI’m still not sure how we’re supposed to make it all believable. I worry they’ll see right through it

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The mention of his fathers sent a fresh wave of unease rollin pleasant with me when I had first met him unlike his bitch of a mother.…...

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Vincent said, his eyes fixed ahead on the road as he

attempted to offer me some comfort

Am I that obvious?I muttered out with a dry laugh, wrapping my arms around myself for desperate comfort

To me, yeah.His lips twitched in what could almost be called

De Look, I get it Sofia. Dealing with my Dad isn’t exactly a help us. We have a leverage hereyour father trusts remember so lets use that to our advantage!

he was saying made the most

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Chapter 136-2

I decided to close my eyes, drowning in the next hit that began to play through the car speakers Careless Whisper by George Michael, a song in which reminded me of my Mom before she died

It was a beautiful song, one that my father would often complain about, telling her to switch it off when I was younger, as my mother would gush over how handsome George was in his younger gears; ignoring his nagging as she should.

I wished I could just ignote him like she used to, but he made it almost impossiblet He was different nowfar more sadisticwas sad to think back on how our family home used to be,

Back when my Mom was still alive and acting as the glue that held all together

It wasn’t much longer as the song came to an end that we pulled up into Vincent’s driveway, the house looming before us, its stark exterior as imposing as the very man who owned it.

My chest tightened as we parked up, and Vincent cut the engine.

You want me to go in first? Make sure nobody’s in there?He asks, and I was instantly thankful for the suggestion, as I nodded and watched him unbuckle this belt before climbing out of the car.

Vincent strode toward the house with purpose, his movements sharp and efficient, like he was on a mission. My hands clasped together in my lap as I watched him disappear through the front doct, leaving me alone in the car with my racing thoughts.

The silence in the vehicle was oppressive, and despite the warmth of the morning sun filtering in through the windows, a cold chill

settled over me.

I tapped my fingers against the edge of my seat, counting the seconds to help pass the agonising minutes.

My gaze flickered between the front door and the rearview mirrors, half expecting something shadows.

or someone to jump out from the

What felt like an eternity passed before Vincent reappeared, stepping back outside and I was instantly relieved to see that he looked somewhat relaxed.

He leaned against the frame of the open door and gestured for me to come in. I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed out of the car, sucking in a deep breath as I swiftly moved towards him almost terrified to be seen out in public

All clear,he said, his voice low as I reached him. They’re definitely not in here.

1 exhaled a steady breath that I hadn’t realised I was holding. Ooky then, that’s good.

Vincent stepped aside to let me in, his hand brushing lightly against the small of my back as I passed by. The gesture was subtle, comforting, and it gave me the strength to push forward.

The house was just as I remembered it clean, modern, and meticulously decorated. It didn’t feel like a home; it felt like a show room, a perfectly curated space meant to impress, not to live in

Vincent led me through to the living room, where his father was already waiting for us, standing to his full height.

He exuded an air of authority, the kind that demanded attention without needing to raise his voice, is dark suit was tailored to perfection and as his sharp eyes settled down on me, I felt an involuntary shiver run down my spine.

At least his mother wasn’t here

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Sofia,he said soothly, inclining his head in a polite but measured greeting. “It’s good to see you againmaybe we should take

this to the office?

Hforced out a small smile, my Voice steady despite the nerves bubbling up inside me. Thank you for agreeing to help usWhisper, almost embarrassed at how weak my voice sounded around him.

His lips twitched into a faint smile though it didn’t quite reach his eyes, Of course. Vincentsurgency was hard to ignore.He turned his gaze to his son, one eyebrow arching. “So, what’s the grand plan this time?”

Vincent didn’t flinch under his father’s scrutiny, crossing his arms over his chest as we both followed him out and down the hallway towards the office.

We all piled in, settling down on the sofa seating by the window, as his father leaned forward with his hands clasping together waiting for Vincent to be the first to speak.

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Chapter 156-3

Vincent glanced at me briefly before beginning. We aren’t agreeing to the marriage.He states, as his father instantly scowls.

What the fock are you talking about? It’s the easiest option you’ve got So you want me to just go back to him and tell him that the deals off the table? He won’t be happyhis father begins to ramble, as I instinctively shuffle a little closer to Vincent for

will w you shut up for a minute and let me talk?! I did’t say that we wouldn’t still be making him a deal, I’m just saying we won’t be agreeing to the marriagenot just to please him anyway! We have better ideaVincent starts, as his father leans back in the chair and drags his hands down his face for added effect.

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