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Penulis: Caroluchy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-21 16:31:02

MITCH'S POV

I got back home from work, my body heavy and my head dizzy. I hadn’t eaten a proper meal since yesterday afternoon; I’d completely lost my appetite.

I scoffed under my breath.

It was hard to believe Lena had her phone all day and still hadn’t bothered to call me. I’d stupidly stayed awake all night, and at the office I couldn’t concentrate on a single thing.

What the hell was she thinking? Trying to get on my nerves?

I clenched my fists.

It was time to put an end to this
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Denise R
Had to be Mitch’s nightmare
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Lisbeth Valkyrie
best episode ever
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onajourney
Yeah Mitch, I hope this is real!!!
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    Tarzan’s voice cut through the chaos, terrifyingly calm, and utterly devoid of fear. “Lena… let’s die together.” The words hung in the air like thick smoke from a dying fire, choking the breath from her lungs. She froze. *What the heck is he saying?* For a split second, her mind went completely blank, a white void where thoughts should have been. The midday sun glared off the hood of the car, turning the busy highway into a blinding ribbon of asphalt. Horns blared from the surrounding traffic as vehicles swerved around them. Lena blinked as her heart slammed against her ribs like a trapped animal. "What… are…you saying?” Her gasp came out rushed and ragged. The road blurred ahead, other cars whipping past. Lena's pulse roared in her ears, drowning out the roar of engines and the screech of tires nearby. “Tarzan, stop this car!” she screamed, her voice cracking with fear. She lunged forward, grabbing the steering wheel with both hands, her nails digging i

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I KNEW IT

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    IS SHE WORTH IT?

    Damon was silent. “Are you suddenly deaf?” Tarzan snarled, anger boiling over. “I’ve been too easy on you. I pulled you too close, let you speak carelessly—even about my woman. You’ve lost your goddamn mind, Damon!” Still nothing. The silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating. “Damon, talk, you bastard!” Tarzan exploded, fear twisting into fury. “Are you going to betray me? Be man enough to admit it!” When Damon finally spoke, his voice was slow and heavy, laced with exhaustion and something deeper—resignation, perhaps even sorrow. “If you die… Lena will move on. Did your parents really sacrifice everything just so you could throw your life away for a woman?” Tarzan’s breath caught painfully. A raw, searing pain bloomed behind his ribs at the mention of his parents. “Don’t you dare speak for my parents,” he whispered, his voice hoarse and trembling with barely contained rage. “I have some advice for you, Tarzan. Take it however you like… but it comes from a place

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    BETRAYED

    AUTHOR'S POV (An Hour Ago) “You have to break up with her immediately if you want her safe.” Tarzan's eyes widened as the words hit him like a dagger to his chest. “Have you lost your damn mind?” he snarled, his voice low and dangerous. “How could you even suggest such nonsense? If this is your idea of a joke, I don’t entertain it.” There was a heavy pause on the other end. Then Damon delivered the blow. “Andres is in the city.” Tarzan’s heart instantly slammed against his ribs, a wild, frantic beat that stole the breath from his lungs. The name alone dragged ice through his veins. He swallowed hard, the motion painful against the sudden tightness in his throat. He hadn't expected such news this soon. “I just received confirmation he’s been out of jail for two years,” Damon continued grimly. “He’s been in hiding, preparing. The fact that he’s resurfaced now… it means he’s ready. He’s been waiting for this.” Tarzan’s jaw clenched so tightly it ached as rage and disbelief warr

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    WHERE IS DAMON?

    She froze mid-step, her shoulders tensing visibly. For a long moment, the busy hum of the department store faded into nothing. It was just her, me, and the lie hanging thick between us. My heart slammed against my ribs. I desperately wanted to believe she could be honest with me—even though I knew I didn’t deserve it. “Tarzan… I already told you,” she said slowly. “Nothing happened. Can we please leave?” She reached for my hand, but I didn’t move. My fingers stayed buried in my pocket, nails biting into my palm. Andres’s scent still clung to her. The thought of him breathing the same air as her, flashing that smug fucking smile, made my blood boil. “Nothing, huh?” I asked again. “Yes. Why are you suddenly asking me if I have something to tell you?” I swallowed hard. A dark part of me wanted to push—wanted to tell her I could smell him on her skin. I wanted to demand every single detail so I could decide exactly how to destroy that bastard. But the part of me that c

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    MAKE A DEMAND

    TARZAN'S POVA familiar scent hit me the moment our bodies met, my eyes widened as the realization slammed into me like a fist to the gut. Andres. He found her. At first I thought I was imagining it, but it was all over her—clinging to her clothes, her hair, her skin. What the hell was his scent doing on my woman? My jaw clenched so hard it ached. People don’t leave their scent on someone from a casual conversation. That kind of closeness meant he had been right up on her. The thought of Andres standing that close to Lena made something dark and ugly twist inside my chest. How close had he gotten? Had he touched her? Why the fuck hadn’t she told me? “Lena,” I murmured. “Hmm?” I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. “Turn around.” Confusion flickered across her face, but she obeyed. As she turned, my gaze dropped to the exposed strip of skin above her jeans. Her blouse had ridden up, revealing the soft curve of her lower back. Without thinking, I stepp

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    UNHINGED

    “Flush it out?” she hissed, her voice trembling with rage. “Don’t you ever say those words to me. They trigger me. You’re just like my father. He told my mother to get rid of me when she was a pregnant teenager. So don’t you dare. Congrats—you two would get along perfectly.”She drew in a shaky bre

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    TRIGGERED

    MITCH'S POVI didn’t like the sound of that.“Change our lives for good?” I asked, my mouth growing numb from the fake smile I was forcing.Elena nodded, a strange, satisfied gleam in her eyes. She reached into her bag and pulled out a plain white envelope, then stretched it toward me like it was s

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    MY TURN

    Lena remained utterly lost in the sensation, her mind hazy with raw, desperate need as she ground against him. She yanked her T-shirt up and over her heavy breasts, the fabric bunching just below her collarbone, fully exposing her tits to his hungry gaze. Her nipples were already tight, aching pe

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    SHAMELESS

    "You wanted us to be a secret?" she asked. "No… of course not." Tarzan replied. "I just thought you might be uncomfortable with that. She wanted to post it on social media. I just didn’t know if you’d like it or not, so I turned it down to protect you." Lena sighed. "That’s okay… You did what

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