LOGIN“Look at you, Lena. You’ve let yourself go! I can’t even get hard seeing you naked anymore. I am a man with needs! What do you expect? That I fuck the wall?!” --- Lena's marriage was once a fairytale… Until she became the part he no longer wanted. Lena gave her husband everything—her love, her loyalty, her body. But when her weight began to change, so did the man who once loved her and called her beautiful. Soon, she became a woman begging for scraps of affection from a man who could barely stand the sight of her. Still… she stayed. Still… she believed she could earn his love back. Until the past came knocking. “You said yes. That means you’re mine, Lena". She laughed it off at first—because how could she take him seriously? It was a childish promise years ago. Besides she's a married woman now. It's forbidden! But he isn’t joking. And unlike her husband… He looks at her like she’s everything. Dangerously obsessed. Unapologetically possessive. Completely unwilling to let her go.
View MoreFinally, Tarzan was helping himself to some food while I sat beside him, admiring everything about my man.Hehe...my man.Every now and then, I caught his eyes drifting toward me. “What’s the matter?” “You are not eating?” he asked softly. I immediately shook my head. “No, I already ate… I told you… Coco came here and said I should refer to her as Damon… a man… and he brought these with him. Tarzan, I think your friend might be a rich man secretly.” “I figured it out too,” he replied calmly. “Wow… what business is he into?” “He’s a private bodyguard for some rich guy." I was shocked. He does look like it. Maybe Nurse Coco was his undercover identity. Before I could Tarzan more questions his voice cuts into my thoughts. "Can we not talk about Damon? Let’s talk about us, baby.” He said this and turned to me with a tongue lick that reminded me what that dangerous organ could do to my mental health. The air between us felt heavy with contentment. But after a few moments, an u
“Can we do it again?” he whispered against my lips. “No!” I snapped instantly, though the laughter threatening to spill from my mouth ruined any chance of sounding serious. He pulled back so fast you’d think I had physically offended him. “No?” he repeated, blinking at me with pure disbelief. Then came the dramatic pout. “But, Lena,” he complained, placing a hand over his chest like a wounded prince in a terrible romance movie, “you said I could kiss you whenever and wherever.” “Yes, you can.” The relief that flooded his face was almost embarrassing to witness. His shoulders relaxed instantly, and before I could say another word, he leaned down, pressing soft kisses along my neck while mumbling things under his breath. “I get to kiss you every day…” he murmured happily. “Only me, right?” I rolled my eyes, unable to stop smiling. “Yes, only you. But you need to eat first. You lost all your energy this morning, and it’s already afternoon.” He groaned dramatical
LENA'S POVAfter eating and taking a long, soothing bath, I slipped into bed beside Tarzan. For a while, I just watched him. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, his face completely relaxed in a way that made my heart ache with tenderness.I fought the growing urge to wake him, because the truth ... I was starting to miss him already. I reached out and gently poked his cheek with my finger. He didn’t stir.I sighed and leaned closer, studying every detail of his face. The strong line of his jaw, the way his dark lashes rested against his cheeks, the faint scruff along his chin. *God, he sleeps so beautifully. He honestly should be a model.*I poked him again, this time a little closer to his mouth. “Wake up, you heart stealer man,” I whispered playfully.Before I could pull away, his teeth suddenly caught my finger in a gentle, teasing bite. My eyes widened as his lashes fluttered open, revealing that familiar, mischievous gaze. My cheeks flushed hot. “Being naughty,
Lena looked up."…Coco?"Standing near the elevator was Coco—except not entirely Coco. She was dressed in a black suit and looked more like a bodyguard.Lena's face asked the question she was afraid to voice."You may address me as Damon."Lena blinked slowly, still trying to process while her thighs continued their traitorous trembling."Oh…okay...".She said, wondering why he pretended to be a woman all along.Damon continued. "Anyway, I ordered all this for my boy Tarzan. He needed a refuel after… well…"His gaze drifted past her to the bed, where Tarzan was sleeping with his mouth slightly open like he'd had his soul snatched.A slow, amused smirk spread across Damon's face."Oh wow. That boy is sleeping like someone slipped him sleeping pills. Impressive. You did a good job. Seems like you're the one who needed refueling more."Lena almost choked on air."T-That's not true."Damon just raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it.Then his eyes dropped to her legs as he noticed the












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