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BUDDIES?

Author: Caroluchy
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 00:05:08

He didn't release my hand immediately.

For one suspended heartbeat, his thumb remained pressed against mine—warm, steady, deliberate.

Then, as if he'd finally decided his point had been made, his fingers slipped away.

I quietly released the breath I'd been holding.

Without another word, Tarzan lifted the bottle to his lips and drained the remaining water in one casual swallow.

My eyes tracked the movement before I could stop myself.

His throat bobbed as he swallowed, the silver chains across hi
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Reshmi V Boolaky
You are missing out by skipping
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Andrea Selene Ptolemy
I skipped all the parts with so many angsts. Especially that parts when they separated because of misunderstandings and most especially those parts when Tarzan began showing signs of being a jerk and treats Lena poorly. My heart cant take it. I always skip the heart breaking chapters LOL!
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Caroluchy
Why skip chapters, you will only end up confused...
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    She turned back to Lena, eyes softening. "But I see why Jean Pierre chose you. Even with no experience." She tilted her head, appraising. "Your body type is unique, and you carry every part beautifully." Lena's face flushed, and she found herself captivated by how the words of this stranger made her feel so good about herself. Hearing such compliments from a fellow woman—and an ex-model turned coach—made her heart swell. "Thank you," she murmured. Camille wasn't done. She circled Lena slowly, continuing her assessment. "Your face card is also striking. Round and elegant." She stopped in front of Lena, meeting her eyes. "I am sure you will change the standard and open many organizations' eyes to give opportunities for real plus-size models in this industry." "You are so sweet... thank you," Lena replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "You are welcome." Camille clapped her hands together. "Now—let's get to how you are going to walk that walk and make the cameras fa

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A COACH

    Eric raised his hands in surrender. "Pardon me. He has always been an annoying brat to me, so I didn't think he was teasing." Lena sighed, rubbing her temples. "Why can't you two just get along?" Eric laughed in a sharp, humorless sound. "Ha... I don't think I am the problem. He is the one always giving me a look anytime he sees us together. You don't expect me to get along with someone who can murder me with his eyes." "He is the nicest person I know. Not trying to convince you—that's just the fact." Eric studied her for a long moment, then shook his head. "Alright. Come on." He gestured toward the far end of the studio. "Your coach is waiting." Lena blinked. "My what?" "Your runway coach." "You got me a teacher?" Eric nodded. "Follow me." Lena reluctantly followed him, weaving through racks of clothes and clusters of chattering models. The runway coach was a woman named Camille—elegant, with a terrifyingly calm aura and a sweet smiley face. She looke

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    NEW ASSISTANT

    His hand caught her waist and held her possessively. "Just not to people like him. You are my woman, and he doesn't respect boundaries." Eric crossed his arms, jaw tightening. "You should tone that down. You don't want people to hear it and also..." He gestured around the bustling studio. "As you can see, I am working with Ms. Lena." Tarzan took the clipboard from his hands and went through it, eyes scanning the pages. "You don't just take that." Eric snatched it back. "Who said you are responsible for Ms. Lena?" Tarzan's voice was ice. "You have nothing to do with the contract she signed. You don't work for Pierre or her." "Tarzan," Lena interjected quickly, stepping between them. "He is actually my unpaid assistant and has been more than helpful to me." Tarzan's head snapped toward her, brows furrowing. "What do you mean by an unpaid assistant? If you need an assistant, then I can get someone worthy enough to be one. Not a pervert drooling over you." Eric scoffed. "I am

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    AUTHOR'S POV NEW LOCATION: PARIS --- Lena had never been this nervous in her entire life. She was about to walk in one of the biggest fashion shows for the first time. Jean Pierre's latest collection was being presented during Paris Fashion Week, and Lena had been chosen as the model for the brand's new plus-size collection. The problem? Lena had never walked a professional runway before—and she signed the damn contract. She stood in front of the enormous mirror inside the rehearsal studio, staring at herself. Her reflection stared back, wide-eyed and terrified. "Eric." Her voice came out strangled. "No one told me I'm going to walk the runways. I thought this was all about photography!" Eric glanced up from his phone, one eyebrow arched. "You didn't read the contract before signing?" "I was in a rush, you know.. confused about the whole management thing for Mr Silver Adams." She gestured wildly with her hands. "I didn't have time to read it through. So you mean I'm going

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    DEAR READERS

    Due to network issues, a chapter was uploaded three times and the sad part editors are on break so it cannot be deleted. Honestly,I can't express how sorry I am because I know how much it takes to follow a long book then have additional duplicate chapters. It's a waste of money and it's frustrating.I uploaded it and it failed so I kept trying not knowing it will all upload later.I am very sorry 😔 🙏 Thanks for your understanding.

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    JEALOUS

    "Cheesy." She said it with a chuckle. "I'm being honest."I replied and kissed her again, this time harder, and she rose onto her toes to meet me. Her hands fisted in my shirt. I walked her back a step until her shoulders met the wall beside the door, still holding her face."You kiss do intensely, you have to calm down."She whispered against my lips. "I am trying."I laughed."Also, Rosa said you're on your period."She blinked."Mom told you that?""Yeah. She told me to be with you." I searched her eyes. "Are you feeling okay? Does it hurt? Tell me if you need anything." "Would you caress my tummy if it does?""You know I would. Whatever you need to feel comfortable." She smiled and kissed me this time, and I let her take the lead. My other hand slid to her waist. "Tarzan," she whispered, "I love you so much." "Say it again." "I love you so much." "That makes me so happy. Thank you." "Mind if I interrupt?" Rosa's voice cut through the quiet. We pulled apart and looked

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