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Author: Caroluchy
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 18:14:23

At the end of my morning shift, I slipped into the back room and pulled out my phone with trembling fingers.

My heart sank as I checked the screen.

No calls. No messages. Nothing from Tarzan.

He was ghosting me completely.

*So this is it?*

The end of that youthful, electric energy I felt whenever he was near. The end of my heart racing wildly every time his eyes lingered on me. The end of feeling truly seen… truly wanted.

I let out a bitter, broken laugh at myself.

*Who am I kidding?*

I knew
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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    EXPLAIN

    The next morning, Lena stirred from a deep, dreamless sleep as her alarm blared through the quiet room. Her eyelids, heavy with exhaustion, fluttered open. The moment her vision cleared, her breath caught in her throat. Tarzan stood beside her bed, half-naked, wearing nothing but a pair of black briefs that did almost nothing to conceal the impressive, thick outline of his cock curving heavily down the side of his muscular thigh. “Ahh!” Lena gasped, bolting upright and clutching the duvet to her chest. “Good… good morning, Mr. Silver,” she stammered, her face instantly flushing with heat. She forced her gaze upward, refusing to let it drift downward again, though the image had already burned itself into her mind. Tarzan said nothing. His expression was unreadable as he turned and walked out of the bedroom toward the kitchen. Lena’s stomach chose that exact moment to growl loudly, reminding her just how long it had been since she’d last eaten. A delicious, savory aroma wafte

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    GOOD NIGHT

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I WAS LOYAL

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    WELCOME BACK

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    HE WILL.KILL.YOU

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