LOGIN"He's really a naughty... big boy," Lena said with a sheepish smile.Tarzan's hands slid from her waist to the curve of her ass, his fingers pressing into her soft flesh."I'm afraid," he murmured, his voice low and dark, "because right now, mine is telling me to stop talking and show you exactly what that weapon thinks about you."Lena's breath caught as he pulled her tighter against him, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her backside. She turned in his arms, her own snaking around his neck as she faced him. They made intense, breath-stealing eye contact."You still have a show to attend, you know," she whispered, one of her hands sliding down to rest on his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heart beneath her palm.He suddenly spanked her."Tar...zan." She gasped."I like the way you say my name," he murmured against her skin, his voice a husky rumble. "All breathless like that. Makes me want to hear it over and over again."Lena felt the vibration of his wo
"If I had to choose. I like this version of you much better. You've grown into a beautiful gorgeous woman with even a bigger heart....you went through a lot but you still strong. What a woman you are...""Stop teasing me ." "It's the truthe. You falling in love with me—genuinely is a bonus. I am glad you didn't choose me not out of fear that I might cry and whine about it like you did about seventeen years ago. You beautiful liar." "Stop..." She laughed this time. Then, unable to resist, Tarzan leaned down and captured her lips in a slow, lingering kiss. When they finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers, his breath warm against her skin. "Now," he murmured, a playful smile curving his mouth, "tell me one thing." "What?" "Who made my fearless woman cry before I got here?" She laughed again—brighter this time. "My dad." Tarzan froze. "...Should I be worried?" She shook her head, her smile widening. "He agreed to talk to Scar about the privacy s
That was some dare!Lena paused, her eyes widening."I… I didn't mean now... I mean then… then… also… ummm… you're not a child anymore. It would be weird, you know—we have a seven-year age difference."She stammered, cheeks flushed."And?"He replied with a raised brow.Lena paused again. It was obvious Tarzan hated it whenever she used her age as an excuse to keep distance between them."You know what… I'm grateful I came across your school that day. I didn't know I would meet the boy who would save my miserable life in the future."He smiled softly."I didn't save you, Lena.""You did," she replied firmly.He smiled faintly and shook his head."The woman standing in front of me survived years of cruelty without becoming cruel herself. You survived rejection from the one you truly loved. You survived betrayal. You survived loneliness."His fingers brushed a strand of hair behind her ear."And somehow… you still chose kindness. You're the sweetest person on earth, Lena."His voice gre
Lena lifted her head from his chest, her eyes still glistening with tears.“Because…” she whispered. “My life took an unbelievable turn the moment you came into it.”Tarzan’s ears flushed pink. He was too shy to meet her gaze. “Where is this coming from all of a sudden?”She smiled softly, and continued.“You looked at me and didn’t see a problem that needed fixing. Because of you, I found my real family. If I hadn’t been with you… if we hadn’t had that misunderstanding…”His brows drew together.“Lena—”“No. Let me finish.”She reached for his hands and intertwined their fingers.“My entire life, I thought I was alone. Just me and my mother. Then Mitch came along, and I was young and stupid enough to believe he was the one.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “My stupid, silly heart.”She swallowed hard.“He made me believe every cruel thing he’d ever said about my body. I started thinking I was the reason he stopped loving me. I had no one. No support. All I wanted was a man who wouldn’t t
"Your cousin Christy showed me your trendy video from the Gala that Paris hosted last week. I am super proud of you." My cheeks flushed warm, a smile tugging at my lips despite everything. "Thanks, Dad." When the call ended, I couldn't help the tears that clouded my eyes. They spilled over—hot and silent—trailing down my cheeks as I stood there in the middle of the room. Looking back, I could never have imagined how much my life has changed. An invisible, depressed woman whose whole aim was to make her husband happy and lose weight. Now? Now I am actually someone who is being treasured like a fragile egg. Someone who gets random calls just to ask if I'm doing well... and to remind me that I am worthy of being seen and heard. A mother and father—actual family I call and hear from... a cousin... and many more relatives I am yet to meet. And that's not all. I am currently studying at the best culinary school in Paris, about to make my dream of owning a restaurant a re
I hurried into the house, muttering under my breath the entire way. "This is ridiculous... and scary! Take them as my brothers? That's not even scarier—that's just insane!" I grabbed my phone from the table, my fingers trembling slightly as I scrolled to the contact. Dad. My thumb hovered over the screen for a moment, the bright glow illuminating my furrowed brow. I sighed deeply and pressed call. The line rang only once before he answered. "My precious Marie." His warm voice came through, smooth as honey. "Is there anything confusing you'd like me to clear up about my last call?" "Well, yes... your men are terrifying." A low chuckle rumbled through the speaker. "I assume you've met Scar." "I've met all of them, apparently!" I threw my free hand in the air, spinning in a circle. "Dad, this is too much!" There was a brief silence on his end. "What did they do?" "They said they're going to follow me everywhere!" Another pause. Longer this time. "That is correct.
LENA'S POV What a day... I drifted through the rest of my shift like a shadow, barely present. Julia and the girls noticed. They gently pulled me aside and told me to take a break—they'd cover for me, they wouldn't say anything to the boss since she's still on maternity leave. I whispered a sh
I removed the lingerie and carried my heavy legs to the bathroom to take a bath before cooking something to eat.A bath will calm my nerves a little, I told myself.I turned on the bathroom light and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible, just as I had expected. The makeup was ruined—bl
The first guard blinked at him, then let out a short, disbelieving laugh under his breath. "No," he said flatly. "No way." The second didn't even turn his head. "You're in denial," he whispered back. "I'm realistic," the first shot back. "You're telling me him—the young master" he jerked his c
Suddenly, we heard the front door slam.Jake's head snapped up."Jake?!"Jake's wife, Sarah, called out as she stormed down the stairs like a hurricane in yoga pants and a messy bun. Her face was twisted with pure rage, eyes already red and glassy."You cheating piece of shit!" she screamed, pointi







