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HOW TO FIX THIS

作者: Caroluchy
last update 公開日: 2026-07-17 00:22:51

Diana’s voice continued.

“Now I pitied him. His obsession with you isn’t healthy… and it’s not something that can easily be explained. We all have our demons—those little things that loosen the screws in our heads. That first week, he literally went insane. Some nights I had to stay with him. I’m telling you frankly, he went four days without sleep. The only thing that eventually helped him pass out was… masturbating.” She paused. “Don’t ask me who he pictured.”

Diana exhaled slowly before cont
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Leeskittle
This is true also, she hasn’t even been presented with everything so more trauma is coming her way.
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onajourney
the other tough part is that she got to hear/understand everything Tarzan went through the last year BUT she doesn't truly know everything that she herself went through - because her parent haven't told her about what Andres did yet.
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onajourney
yes, very good point!! both sides have been hurt and should be heard!!
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    The makeup artist's hand froze in midair. Embarrassed, she quickly lowered her gaze and resumed dusting powder across his face. "You've been doing his makeup ever since he came to France and you're still not used to his eye contact?" Her assistant whispered. "Can you blame me?" she whispered back. "His eyes are... dangerously distracting. And he got long lashes too." They both chuckled quietly. Tarzan remained expressionless, seemingly indifferent to the conversation even though he could hear them clearly. ______ Meanwhile, Lena stood frozen by the car, feeling utterly out of place. Then a tall young woman approached—slender legs, healthy curls,head band and a sky blue tennis-ball gown so short it left the curve of her cheeks exposed. She walked like she owned a runway, those heavy makeup shows she wasn't an athlete or anything, the dress was just foe fashion sake. "Hi, I am Niva and you are?" She asked, stopping in front of Lena. "Oh… I am… T—Mr. Silver's man

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    HOW TO START

    The moment he settled into the driver's seat, the rich scent of his cologne flooded the car, making Lena's pulse stutter. She'd missed that scent so much she had to physically fight the urge to lean over and inhale him like a desperate fool. Tarzan started the engine without a word. The drive was painfully silent. Lena folded her hands neatly on her lap, stealing glances at him whenever she dared. His attention stayed fixed on the road—one hand resting lazily on the steering wheel, the other tapping an absent rhythm against it. She sighed and turned toward her window. Where do I even start? "Andres is my half-brother"? No. That didn't feel like the best way to reopen a conversation—not after everything he'd been through. Her mind kept spinning, tangled in indecision. Tarzan stole a glance at her and caught her profile silhouetted against the glass. His eyes drifted to her outfit. Looked way better than I imagined. Lena felt the weight of his gaze and turned her

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    HOW TO FIX THIS

    Diana’s voice continued.“Now I pitied him. His obsession with you isn’t healthy… and it’s not something that can easily be explained. We all have our demons—those little things that loosen the screws in our heads. That first week, he literally went insane. Some nights I had to stay with him. I’m telling you frankly, he went four days without sleep. The only thing that eventually helped him pass out was… masturbating.” She paused. “Don’t ask me who he pictured.”Diana exhaled slowly before continuing.“When even that stopped working, he started drawing your face every morning the moment he woke up—like he was terrified of forgetting a single detail. At some point, he turned to drugs. That was when I stopped recognizing him. He got addicted and changed totally...his emotions was hardly seen on his face. He lost lot of projects because of that."Lena’s grip tightened on the phone until her knuckles ached. Diana went on. “This strong young man who survived watching his own parents murd

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    Back at the apartment, Lena hadn’t moved from her spot. The food on the table had gone cold, and the heavy silence pressed in on her from every corner of the room. Finally, she stood, her legs shaky beneath her, and began clearing the dishes with mechanical movements. *Why did I push so hard?* she thought, rinsing a plate under the scalding water. *He’s right… it’s his life. But I can’t just stand by and watch him destroy himself.* A new, uneasy thought slipped in: *Maybe he already found a new manager. That would explain why he didn’t answer when I said I accepted the offer.* Her phone buzzed sharply on the counter. Her heart lurched. She rushed over, nearly knocking over a glass. A message from Silver Adams. "Tomorrow. 8 a.m. Studio briefing. I’ll come pick you up." Lena stared at the screen, her pulse stuttering. *So I’m really starting tomorrow?* *That means he’s my boss now.* She picked up the phone with trembling fingers and typed back a simple reply. **Lena

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A SILLY GAME

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    "So when I grow older, then I can marry you?" She laughed. "It doesn't work like that. I will also grow into an old woman. You don't want to marry an old lady, right?" She demonstrated, shaking her hand. "The old lady is you." "Yes, but..." "Yes, I will marry her." "Eww... It's... um.

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ALL NIGHT

    An awkward silence followed my failed attempt to explain myself. We stood there, him still frozen in place. *I can’t believe I went from trying to run away from him to hugging him.* Thankfully, he made a move first, lifted my head and saw him turning toward the apartment. “You seem to b

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    COLD AND DANGEROUS

    I nodded slowly. “You told me never to show my face at the cafe again. I am Tarzan". Her brows drew together as she tried to remember. “The only person I ever said that to was…” She looked straight into my eyes, and her face drained of color. “It’s you! You’re the biker guy. You stalked me!”

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