Forbidden Passion

Chapter 555 Donovan Fell Overboard and Is missing

The kiss was so hot it practically sizzled all the way home. The second Phoebe stepped inside, Theodore scooped her up like a hero in a rom-com and carried her straight to the bedroom. Ollie, their nosy cat, tried to sneak in but almost got his head squished by the door.

Phoebe was so buzzed from Theodore's kisses that when he tossed her onto the bed, her brain just went poof. Theodore was right behind her, not wasting a second.

Outside the bedroom, Phoebe's bag hit the floor, and her phone slid next to the coffee table.

Ollie, strutting back to the living room, noticed the phone screen light up. At first, it was like, "Whoa, what's that?" but then curiosity got the better of him.

After a bit of sniffing and pawing, Ollie somehow managed to hit a button, and bam, the call connected.

Donovan's freaked-out voice came through, "Phoebe, someone's out to get me. If I don't make it, you gotta avenge me."

A sudden, blood-curdling scream from the phone sent Ollie running for cover, eyeing the phone like it was a ticking time bomb.

Then there was a loud crash, and everything went dead silent. The screen went dark, but the recording light stayed on.

Scared out of his fur, Ollie bolted back to his cat house and curled up, refusing to budge.

In the master bedroom, Theodore held a sleeping Phoebe close, kissing her sweaty hair. Just as he was about to carry her to the bathroom for a cleanup, his phone started buzzing like crazy.

He didn't want to answer, but the thing wouldn't quit. With a sigh, he let go of Phoebe, grabbed his pants, fished out his phone, and threw on a robe before stepping out.

In the hallway, he lit a cigarette and answered the call.

something's up with

the phone tight, his voice sharp,

into the sea. The cops are searching, but it doesn't look good," the voice on the other end said. Theodore staggered back until he hit the wall. Panic in his voice, he said, "Where? Send me the address. I'm on

He stood there, looking

the deadline he and Donovan had set, but now Donovan was gone. How was he gonna

closet, changed clothes in record time, and bolted out

flashing like a bad dream. Theodore

stone cold. "What's

It's in pieces, and they haven't found

cliff's edge. Below, the sea was a raging beast, and the police boats

finding someone was a long shot, especially since the car blew up before it hit the water. Donovan's chances were slim to

plan now?" Lawton asked, eyeing Theodore's grim face. Donovan had been knee-deep in a project for the Reynolds Group, a high-stakes gig that

searching. We need to find him, dead or alive," Theodore muttered, staring out at the dark, churning sea. The thought of Donovan being

off the search. The sea was eerily calm, hiding its deadly currents

had been working through the night, wrapped up their

the lead officer, walked over to Theodore. "Mr. Reynolds, we've done all we can. Please accept our

hadn't slept a wink, had eyes red from the sea wind. He grabbed Craig by the collar, his

pull Theodore away, but Craig waved them off. "The coast guard only found the car wreckage. In this weather, the chances

sighed, "I'm

mind was a mess. Donovan was gone, and it was

thorough investigation. Whether it was

the wind and snow finally easing up as the