LOGINForbidden romance series #1 "I hope you're not a minor, kitten? I don't wish to commit two sins together." "Fuck! I can't wait to taste you." "Bend on your knees and spread those legs, kitten! I want to see all of you." Some desires should never be touched. They burn too brightly, shine too dangerously, leave marks you can’t hide and once tasted, they consume everything. Forbidden fruit tastes sweet, they say. But they never mention the burn that follows, how addictive it is, the filthy obsession that settles in your bones. That’s what he was, a sin she couldn’t resist, a danger she wanted to fall into again and again. Katherine Smith, 19 years old, all-American innocence with her long light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. But her body tells a different, more provocative story, lush, curved and ripe, a woman’s voluptuous form that belies her youthful gaze. Her not-so-happening life takes a turn with the arrival of Vincent Morris, her mother’s 36 years old step-brother. Vincent is a storm given human form, tall, powerfully built with dark blond hair and watchful brown eyes that seem to see through every polite pretense. He knew it was illicit, she knew it was wrong, both of them knew it was forbidden, but they couldn't stop themselves from that intoxicating desire. Vincent, the older, dominant guide, introduces Katherine to the art of power that comes from acknowledging desire, to a world where pleasure is a transaction, a language. He teaches her that her body is a formidable instrument and he shows her how to play it. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries, where pleasure knows no limits and desire is the only rule. Dive into the world of love, lust and forbidden desire.
View MoreIt was four in the morning, the world still wrapped in the velvet darkness of pre-dawn. Katherine stirred, a strange heaviness pulling at her lower back. She shifted, trying to find a comfortable position, but the heaviness grew into a dull ache, then a sharp, stabbing cramp that made her gasp.She bit her lip, trying to suppress it. Maybe it was just Braxton Hicks. The books had said false labor could be intense. She breathed through the wave, her fingers gripping the sheets. But the pain didn't recede. It built a crescendo that tightened around her abdomen like a vise. She let out a moan, her hand flying to her belly.Vincent was awake in an instant. His eyes snapped open, his body reacting before his mind fully caught up. He saw her pale and drawn face, her teeth clamped on her lower lip and a cold dread shot through him.
Months passed like a gentle river. Katherine's pregnancy progressed without complication, no morning sickness beyond the first trimester. She grew round and radiant, her skin glowing with that peculiar luminosity that pregnant women sometimes acquired and Vincent found himself mesmerized by the curve of her belly, the way she would rest her hand on it absently while reading.Sophia had moved into the Miami office without hesitation. Vincent had arranged everything.But Katherine noticed the shadows under Vincent's eyes. The way his phone buzzed at odd hours and his jaw tightened. The late-night calls he took in his study with the door closed.She had asked, more than once. "Vincent, what's wrong? Is there anything bothering you? You seem tense for the past few weeks."
When Katherine finally pulled back, her eyes were red, her makeup smudged, but she had never looked more beautiful to him. Vincent smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face."Come," he said softly. "Let's not waste this night."He led her back to the platform, where the cushions still lay scattered, the fairy lights casting a soft golden glow. He helped her settle onto the pile of pillows, then lowered himself beside her, his arm wrapping around her shoulders, drawing her close.She looked up at him, her eyes shining. "I'm still trying to believe this is real."He pressed a kiss to her temple. "It's real. I'm real. This is real."She turned her face t
The next two days passed in a blur of quiet domesticity for Katherine. The mansion, once a place of secrets and stolen moments, had transformed into something resembling a home. Sophia moved through the halls with a newfound gentleness, her sharp edges softened by acceptance, though the wariness in her eyes never fully faded.But Vincent was absent, or so it seemed. He disappeared into his study early each morning, emerging only for brief meals, his brow furrowed in concentration. He offered Katherine only fleeting kisses and murmured reassurances, claiming he was buried in work. Katherine accepted this with a patient smile, though a sliver of loneliness gnawed at her heart.On the third evening, Katherine sat in the living room, a book resting on her lap, her fingers idly tracing the pages. The sun was beginning to set,












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