Forbidden Desire – Episode 15

FORBIDDEN DESIRE 

Forbidden Desire – Episode 15

Tags; Love, friendship, drama , thrilling.

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Days slipped away as Susan consistently ignored Jimmy’s calls and text messages. He was barred from her office and kept at a distance, yet his persistence only grew stronger with each passing day. No matter how many times she turned away, he remained undeterred. Exhaustion began to wear on Susan, leaving her at a loss for how to finally put an end to his relentless pursuit.

One night, the wind howled and the cold rain fell heavily, casting a shimmering light across the city. A knock echoed through the air, prompting a woman to emerge from her room clad in her nightwear to answer the door. As she opened it, she was greeted by a familiar figure, and with a weary sigh, she rolled her eyes.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t I make it clear that you shouldn’t come back?” she said, just as thunder rumbled in the distance.

“I’m only here to ask you one question,” jimmy replied.

“What is it?”

“Look into my eyes and tell me you don’t love me,” his voice implored, causing her to exhale deeply.

“How many times do I have to say it? I don’t love you!”

“I don’t believe that. Look me deep in the eyes and tell me you don’t have feelings for me.”

She sighed and lifted her gaze to meet his. The light sparkled, igniting the depth of their connection. They were drawn to one another, unable to look away, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.

Jimmy stepped into the living room, his gaze unwavering as he slowly closed the door behind him. He drew nearer to her, and before she could fathom what was unfolding, he grasped her waist, pulling her closer and turning her to lean against the door.

“Jimmy…” Her voice faltered as he pinned her hands against the door. “What are you doing? Let go,” she protested, struggling against him.

“I won’t. What must I do for you to accept my feelings?” he replied, his tone resolute.

“For the thousandth time, we…” She began, but her words were silenced by a soft kiss that left her stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief. This was the second time he had kissed her.

As Jimmy deepened the kiss, she felt a rush of sensations, her mind racing to comprehend the whirlwind of emotions. After years of numbness, something within her had ignited. She could not understand why his lips felt so intoxicating, nor why her body refused to push him away. Gradually, her muscles relaxed, her eyelids fluttering shut, and before she realized it, she was kissing him back. The kiss intensified, neither willing to break free until suddenly, a jolt of realization struck her—what she was doing was wrong.

She pulled away abruptly, covering her mouth, regret flooding her features as she stumbled back.

“Aunt Susan…”

“Don’t!” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Just stay away from me.” She turned and hurried to her room, leaving Jimmy staring after her, frustration evident as he raked his fingers through his hair.

Once inside her room, Susan leaned against the door, tears streaming down her cheeks. She sank to the floor, hugging her legs, regret marked on her face as she stared blankly into space.

“No, no, no, what have you done, Susan? This can’t be happening—please, not with Jimmy. Please, God, no,” she whimpered, overwhelmed by her own guilt.

The following morning, Susan emerged from her room, impeccably dressed for work. As she descended the staircase, she found Jimmy leaning casually against the railing, a warm smile illuminating his face, an apron draped over his bare chest.

“Good morning,” he greeted her cheerfully.

“Jimmy, what are you doing here?” she inquired, surprised.

“I made breakfast. You should come and eat,” he replied, taking her hand and guiding her to the dining table, leaving little room for protest.

He served her two slices of toasted bread, scrambled eggs adorned with hotdog pieces, and a glass of orange juice, encouraging her to dig in despite her hesitation. With a resigned sigh, Susan took a forkful of eggs and chewed slowly, while Jimmy moved to the other side of the table and began his own meal.

“Why didn’t you go home last night?” she asked, breaking the silence.

“It was raining, and it didn’t let up,” he answered, the weight of the conversation settling between them. “Um, about last night…”

“Nothing happened,” she interjected swiftly. “It was a mistake, and it never happened.”

“But it did happen; you kissed me back,” he countered, his eyes searching hers. Susan sighed, fatigue washing over her, and stood up as if to escape.

“This discussion is over,” she declared, turning to leave. But his words halted her in her tracks.

“You can’t run away from this, Aunt Susan. Sooner or later, you’ll understand how much you truly mean to me.”

“Let’s not see each other again after this. I don’t want to find you here or anywhere near me,” she stated firmly, her back to him as she walked away. Jimmy let out a heavy sigh, the weight of her words lingering in the air.

Meanwhile, Anna and Ruby had come to visit Taylor, finding her in her room engaged in lively conversation.

“Are you really going to let that old digger get away with this?” Ruby asked.

“You can’t let this slide, Taylor. You and Jimmy have fought too hard for it to end like this,” Anna chimed in, nodding in agreement with Ruby.

“That won’t happen. I intend to reveal her true colors for everyone to see,” Taylor declared, her resolve unwavering.

“We’re standing by you on this,” Anna affirmed, while Taylor let out a frustrated sigh, her gaze fixed on a distant point, simmering with anger.

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The following day, Susan was immersed in her work at the office when her cell phone began to ring incessantly. She recognized the caller and chose to ignore it, focusing instead on her tasks. The phone fell silent for a brief moment before ringing again. Frustrated, she answered but hesitated as she saw Ryan’s name flash across the screen, letting out a deep sigh.

“What do you want, Samuel?” she snapped, her tone sharp. To her surprise, a different, familiar voice replied.

“This isn’t Samuel,” Jimmy said, his voice steady.

“Jimmy? Wh—”

“I’m at your receptionist’s desk right now, and I’ve been informed that you don’t wish to be disturbed. You’ve completely ignored my calls and messages. If you want to handle this the easy way, you have five seconds to come get me, or I will make a scene,” he threatened.

“Huh? Are you threatening me?”

“Absolutely! If you don’t comply, I’ll tell everyone we’re dating and create a huge disruption. Trust me, you won’t like the aftermath,” he warned, and Susan let out an exasperated sigh. “Your time is running out,” he added before abruptly ending the call.

Feeling cornered and irritated, Susan stood up and left her office, making her way to the receptionist’s desk. There, she found Jimmy leaning casually against the counter, a smile playing on his lips as he caught her eye.

“I knew you’d come,” he said, striding toward her. “I’m taking you to lunch.” Before she could protest, he grasped her hand and began to pull her along, leading her away with determination.

Minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant where Jimmy had made a reservation. They were led to their seats, and soon their meals were served, prompting them to begin eating.

“Don’t you think I deserve to know what’s going on? Why did you use your friend’s phone to call me?”

“I didn’t use Samuel’s phone to call you; the phone belongs to me,” he replied, locking eyes with her. “I’m Ryan,” he added, causing Susan to drop her fork in surprise.

“You are what?”

“Yes, I am the Ryan who has been chatting with you all along. That was the only way I could express my feelings at first, until I couldn’t bear it any longer. So, I had Samuel pretend to be me to meet you,” he explained.

“What?”

“I’m sorry. I know you were hurt, and I felt it was time to come clean. I hope you can forgive me,” he said earnestly.

“How could you play such a cruel prank on me? Do you think I’m a fool?” she retorted, anger flaring in her eyes.

“No, you’re not. I am truly sorry. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, which is why I brought you here to end everything,” he said, watching as her expression shifted from anger to confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“Um, I’ve come to the conclusion that I must stop pursuing you. You were right; this can’t happen between us. From now on, I won’t bother you again. I know this hurts deeply, but it will heal in time…” He sighed, taking her hand firmly. “Aunt Susan, I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through, for making you uncomfortable. I promise I will never chase after you again, and I pray the right man you’ve been longing for arrives soon.” He withdrew his hand from hers.

“Jimmy…”

“It’s okay, Aunt Susan. I’ll be fine. This will be our last meal together, so please, eat,” he said with a smile, resuming his meal. Susan sighed and continued hers.

An hour later, he dropped her off at her office, bidding his final farewell before driving off into the street. Susan watched him go, a pang of hurt settling in her chest before she turned back to her office.