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I KNOW THE LOOK
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2026-08-11 16:16:08
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FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION HEY BABY
His breathing was still uneven, his chest tight with residual adrenaline. After a few minutes of driving, something about the car ahead of them snagged his attention. He narrowed his eyes, checked the plate, and the recognition hit him like a physical blow. Without thinking, he accelerated. The engine roared as he floored the pedal. The car surged forward with brutal force. Mia grabbed the dashboard, fingers digging into the plastic. “Mr. Silver?!” She shouted, voice sharp with fear. Tarzan didn’t answer. His focus locked onto that plate like a predator locking onto prey. He was barely aware of her presence anymore. He overtook the car, tires screaming against the asphalt as he cut across lanes. The other driver swerved violently. “Oh my God!” Mia’s scream cracked. Tarzan cut sharply in front of the vehicle, forcing it to brake with a screech of tortured rubber. The horn blared in a furious blast that tore through the night. Behind them, other drivers honked and flashed t
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WHAT IF ERIC...
“Fine.”Tarzan said to Mia and pointed toward the passenger door of his car.“Get in.”Mia’s eyes widened.“You… your car? For real? Oh my gosh—thank you, thank you! Oh my God, this is the best night of my life! I can’t believe this is happening!”She rushed around the car, her reflection sliding across the polished black paint. She yanked the passenger door open and scrambled inside, her excited chatter spilling out in a breathless, continuous murmur.Tarzan slid behind the wheel. The leather seat creaked beneath him. He started the engine and pulled away from the garage.In the rearview mirror he caught sight of Eric watching him—arms crossed, silhouette framed against the harsh garage lights. There was something predatory in the man’s stillness.Tarzan’s heart hammered against his ribs in a frantic, irregular rhythm. His palms were slick with sweat on the steering wheel.Anger. Irritation. Anxiety. All of it knotted so tightly in his chest he could barely breathe.*Lena. She left
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION I KNOW THE LOOK
Tarzan’s throat tightened, a dry, aching constriction that made it hard to swallow. His pulse pounded in his ears, heart slamming violently against his ribs. Guilty.He hated that Eric could see it on his face. Hated that his own body had betrayed him so completely. His jaw clenched until his teeth ached.He had tried. God knows he had tried.It's been six days. He had counted every agonizing hour, fighting with all his strength not to fail.He had looked into Lena’s trusting eyes and vowed he would never go back to that version of himself. But the cravings hadn’t vanished. They never simply stopped. And would Lena understand?Would she believe that he was really trying his best?“How did you follow me in here without me noticing?” Tarzan muttered.Eric didn’t answer. Instead, his lips curled into a smirk that never reached his eyes.“You should be humble and grateful. I’m giving you a chance to clean up your act and be a nice boy. A second chance. How many people get those,
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WILL LENA BE DISAPPOINTED?
AUTHOR'S POVEric’s smirk didn’t waver. If anything, it widened.He slowly slipped his phone into the pocket of his jacket, taking his sweet time as though savoring the effect his words had on Tarzan.“Big words for a man whose woman just walked out on him in the middle of a show.”He stepped closer.Tarzan’s fist itched.Every muscle in his body tightened with the instinct to shut Eric’s mouth permanently. He could already picture his knuckles connecting with that smug, perfectly sculpted face.But he held back.Barely.Eric tilted his head, studying him with the irritating confidence of a man who knew exactly which buttons to press.“She asked me to take care of you,” he continued. “Her little boy.”Tarzan’s jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached.Eric took another step back, his smirk turning almost playful.“Why don’t you find someone your own age to mess with and leave Lena for a real man like—”That was it.Tarzan moved before his brain could catch up.His hand shot out, grabbing
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION ERIC TO TARZAN
The words landed wrong. Even she felt it—the micro-flinch in her eyes gave her away . A few uneasy murmurs rolled through the audience like distant thunder. I didn't raise my voice. I didn't need to. "Who says it's propaganda and fan service?" I asked calmly. She laughed again, this time nervously. "I just wanted to get a reaction from you… So tell us, Mr. Silver, what type of woman is your type?" "You came late," I said flatly. "I've already described her. But let me make this point clear. I love my woman as she is—curves natural, real, and they fill my hands like this." I held my hands up, framing the exact span of Lena's waist. "Your four waists combined couldn't fill this gap." Bella's smile cracked. "What, are we encouraging obesity now? How many women have a waist the size of a hippo?" The audience booed and that clearly surprised her. I could see the moment her confident mask shattered, panic flickering in her eyes. Erica half-rose, sensing the bloo
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION STUPID SURPRISE
TARZAN'S POV Two fucking hours.Two long, soul-crushing hours of blinding lights, forced laughter, and the same recycled questions. My jaw ached from the permanent smile plastered on my face, and my skin crawled beneath the thick layer of studio makeup.All I could think about was Lena—probably standing somewhere beyond these walls, phone clutched in her hand, waiting for me. Missing me the way I was missing her. I tried not to smile at the thought of her. Failed miserably.The host—Erica Hathaway—leaned forward with a wide smile. "So, Mr. Silver… before you go, we have one other important question to ask." I nodded once, already halfway out of the chair in my mind. "Who is the best female model you've ever worked with?" Another boring question.Now that I think of it. None of them stuck. I couldn't even think of anyone without their faces blurring together—all the same hollow smiles, all the same rehearsed poses. Then a brilliant idea sparked. Lena is a model too, right?
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION SWEET TURNED SOUR
You will never truly understand heartbreak until it comes from the same man who once adored you—who protected you, who loved you without hesitation. “What’s the number?” My husband’s voice came from the doorway. I flinched and looked up. That’s how sad my life had become—the usual routine of ste
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION A PROPER ONE
LENA'S POVMy cheeks were still warm long after we pulled apart.The kiss had been soft, almost reverent, yet it left my racing in a wild, joyful rhythm I couldn’t quite tame. I buried my face deeper into the enormous bouquet he’d brought me, inhaling the sweet, heady fragrance of fresh roses and
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION YOUR TYPE
I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my ribs.Tarzan just sat there, arms crossed over that broad chest, the black nose mask and cap making him look more like a celebrity dodging paparazzi than a cousin paying a visit.Oh God, make him play along. Please.My marriage is about to be restored
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION CRASH OUT
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
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