His Forbidden Desire

Prologue

Jade Vine gracefully descended the grand staircase, her lips curving into a warm smile as she acknowledged each person she encountered. All eyes are fixed on her. Before welcoming her guests, she paused briefly to evaluate her own appearance.

Jade is wearing a stunning black and gold tulle ball gown, while her guests have chosen to dress in elegant black attire. Her debut is adorned with an elegant combination of gold and black.

Curiosity fills her gaze as the host of the party introduces her and her parents, causing her to cast her eyes around the ballroom. Today, she has a hopeful desire to encounter a specific person.

'Jade, continue to fight with determination! It is important to convey the truth to him promptly, as delaying may result in unfavorable consequences!' She proceeded to offer herself a motivational speech.

She noticed the man within her line of sight. The presence of a classy black tuxedo highlights his good looks. His very essence radiates masculinity and power.

'Darn! Ceynol Tarragon possesses an undeniable allure. I have complete ownership of him! Avoid looking at him!' She had an urge to raise her voice at her entourage, who were fixated on her love interest.

Ceynol's face remains devoid of any hint of a smile. He made it abundantly clear that everyone should respect his personal space by maintaining a perpetually icy demeanour. The mere presence of my man causes my mouth to water. A thought occurred to her.

As she descended the stairs, it appeared as though she was gracefully gliding through the clouds. Unbeknownst to her, her father had already begun welcoming the arriving guests.

Jade's gaze remained fixed solely on the man who held her admiration and affection. Perhaps it is merely a case of youthful infatuation or a deep admiration for others, but for her, she is convinced that her emotions are genuine.

Whenever Ceynol's eyes lock with Jade's, she experiences a profound sensation, as if his gaze transports her to a realm where only they reside.

"Let us extend a warm welcome to the debutant and her enthralling eighteen dances!" The sound of the host reached her ears. Once more, she found herself oblivious to the happenings unfolding at her very own gathering.

She is content with only dancing with Ceynol. The children of her father's investors, along with her classmates, danced with her.

Prior to her final dance with her father, she engages in a dance with Ceynol. When it was Ceynol's turn, she grew nervous.

Her heart raced as the man approached, causing her to gulp nervously. A sense of anticipation filled the air, making it difficult for her to catch her breath when their hands finally made contact. Ceynol's eyes remained locked in a steadfast gaze.

The connection they share is akin to that of a magnet. Jade was aware that the dance would not endure. "I have something that I need to discuss with you. May we converse amidst the tranquil ambiance of the garden once our current engagement concludes?" With a courageous spirit, she posed her question to the man.

As the minutes ticked by without any sign of a reply from the man, the dance eventually came to a close, and he gave a nod. Jade felt a sense of relief and released a sigh.

Without any means of knowing Ceynol's true feelings, she clings to hope. Her final waltz is shared with none other than her own father. Her father's smile stretched across his face, radiating pure joy as he beheld her debut.

"Daddy, if I were to ever make a significant mistake, will you still forgive me?" Jade asked, their voices suddenly filled with uncertainty and a hint of hope.