Forbidden Passion

Chapter 488 Missed

Phoebe spun around in Theodore's arms, her hand reaching up to touch his chiseled face. Her eyes traced a path from his forehead to his brows, then down to his eyes, sliding along the bridge of his nose, and finally landing on his thin lips. She got on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips.

Theodore's eyes widened, and his grip on Phoebe's waist tightened, a hint of excitement creeping in.

Breaking the silence, he suggested, "Babe, let's head back to the bedroom."

Phoebe just wanted a kiss, but things escalated quickly. When he scooped her up, she snapped back to reality. "I haven't taken my meds yet." "Not tonight," said Theodore.

He leaned down and kissed her, silencing all her protests. In that moment, he wasn't taking no for an answer.

After a night of passion, Phoebe couldn't get out of bed the next morning. She slept until the afternoon, only to be woken up by her phone ringing. Phoebe glanced at the caller ID, and her sleepy brain cleared up a bit.

She wrapped herself in the blanket and sat up, answering the call. Donovan's cold voice came through. "Phoebe, where are you?"

Phoebe shivered at Donovan's tone. She looked around and said, "I'm at the Imperial Apartment. What's up?"

"I'll come get you right now." Donovan hung up before she could respond.

Phoebe sat there, staring at her phone. Donovan rarely called her, and even more rarely spoke to her like that.

She thought, 'Is something wrong?'

Phoebe got out of bed, took a shower, and then walked into the walk-in closet wrapped in a bathrobe. The dress she planned to wear tonight was hanging there. She had to admit, Nathaniel's craftsmanship was top-notch. The dress was stunning.

dress and stand beside Theodore, receiving everyone's blessings. From

other, both in private and in public. Theodore would represent her, and she would

pink dress, feeling a rush of excitement.

she saw several missed calls on her phone,

much was

sharp. "I called you several times. Why didn't you answer? I'm in the underground garage. Get down here, quick."

didn't explain. "Just get down here,

Phoebe could say anything, Donovan hung up again. She put on her shoes

a bouquet of lilies. He and Phoebe pressed the

strap, her unease growing stronger. When the elevator arrived, she stepped in and pressed the button for the

the elevator descended, she watched the numbers go down, wondering what was so urgent that Donovan needed to see

starts at seven. It's four now. I should have enough time to

Phoebe felt a weird vibe.

at the doors. For a split second, they locked eyes through the doors. But then, the elevator ignored

walked over slowly, opened the passenger door, and got in. Donovan started the car without a

was warm, making Phoebe feel a bit drowsy. She asked, "Donovan, what's so urgent that you needed to find me?" Donovan, gripping the steering wheel, glanced at her and noticed the hickey on her neck. He frowned. "I'll tell you

to the first floor, Theodore walked in, catching a lingering scent in the

thought, 'Phoebe should still be in bed,

let Phoebe sleep until after nine in the morning. She wouldn't get up until five or six in the afternoon. Thinking about how he was going to announce to the world tonight that Phoebe was his wife, he felt particularly satisfied. Theodore walked

and glanced towards the living room. "Phoebe, are you

hear his own echo, but there was no response from Phoebe. He

on the cat tree, lazily stretching its limbs. When it saw Theodore, it jumped down

the master bedroom door. The bed was messy, but there was no sign of Phoebe. He