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THANKS AS YOU SUPPORT

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    THANK YOU AS YOU SUPPORT

    The contest is still on. I need your help🙏 Please keep supporting me with your GEMS💎 AND GIFTS🎁. 1)At the end of every chapter you will see THE SUPPORT Gift box, in-between, the comment and share button. 2)Click on the SUPPORT Gift box 3)You will find the Gifts...coins or any other Cash gifts and select your option. 4) At the top right corner you will see a Label GEMS. 5) Click on it. That will take you to a table of the top Gem contributors . 6) Look down you will see how many GEMS you have and how to get GEMS. 7) If you have GEMS click on VOTE, a button at the down area. That's how you contribute with GEMS. Thanks for your support 🙏

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ERASED

    Tarzan sighed and wrapped his arms around her."Shhh, it's okay. I'm not angry anymore.""I'm sorry. I shouldn't have
 I'm sorry
 I made stupid decisions today and it kept getting worse." Lena sobbed into his chest."You made a mistake, and it's okay
 I'm glad we resolved the issue. Look at me," he whispered.Lena hesitated and glanced up at him. Tarzan held her chin and kissed her forehead."You may not believe this, baby, but I don't remember why I was angry at you.""Try something else," Lena said with a frown.Tarzan laughed."I'm serious. It's like my memories got erased.""Stop!"She hit him playfully on the chest, and Tarzan pulled her into a tight hug, still laughing."My wife is so adorable.""Don't call me that.""Don't call you what?" Tarzan asked innocently."My wife?""No
 adorable. There's nothing adorable about me today."She pouted.His smile widened."Would you prefer I call you my cute wife instead?"Lena lifted her head to glare at him, but before she could complain

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    THE MOST

    She looked up at him and gently touched his cheek.“Please smile for me again. I’m sorry.”Tarzan looked at her for a moment before his gaze drifted downward to her hands—more specifically, to the fingers resting against his chest.His expression changed.“Where’s your engagement ring?”Lena froze.Oh, no.Her eyes followed his gaze to her bare finger. That was when she realized, and she quickly pulled away from him.“It’s in my bag. I’ll put it on now.”Tarzan watched in silence as she reached for her handbag. She unzipped it and began searching through it, her fingers moving hurriedly among her belongings. Finally, she found the ring and pulled it out.“There!”Lena smiled nervously as she slipped it onto her finger, then turned to Tarzan.“Happy now?”Tarzan didn’t smile.“Why are you not wearing it before now?”“I had to cook, so I took it off. You know it’s not hygienic to wear jewellery while preparing food.”“Your classes ended two hours ago,” he said flatly.Lena looked down i

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    LISTEN TO ME

    A dull ache settled in Lena’s chest. Tarzan glanced away, then looked back at her. “I know how much cooking means to you. I know how hard you’ve worked for it, and I don’t want you to think that being with me means you have to give up any part of yourself. I just don’t trust him. That’s all.” “No
” Lena started, stepping closer. “Baby, I didn’t mean it like that. I misspoke. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said you always oppose my dreams. You never have. You support me in so many ways, and I know that.” Her voice softened. “I just want to do this on my own, okay? I want to know I can accomplish something without relying on your money or your connections. Not because I don’t appreciate everything you do for me, but because I need to prove it to myself.” Tarzan studied her for a long moment before forcing a small smile. “I understand.” But the smile didn’t reach his eyes. Lena wanted to close the distance between them—to hug him, kiss the tension from his face, and reassure him that

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ALWAYS

    Lena turned to Tarzan and the excitement that had begun to blossom inside her faltered. “Babe? Please say something” Lena pleaded softly. Tarzan met her eyes. “I’ll get you a cooking show myself,” he said. “If that’s what you want, I’ll arrange one. You don’t have to work for him.” "Babe,” she began, shaking her head, “you can't keep buying me everything I want.” His eyebrows drew together. “Why not? I am your man." "I know baby, but I want to work for it. I love how much you want to do for me. I know you want to make things easier for me, and I appreciate that. But I also want to work for the things I love. I want to learn, to grow, and to build something of my own.” “Then build something of your own,” Tarzan replied flatly. “I'm not stopping you.” “Then why are you opposing this?” "Because the man standing in front of us has just confessed that he's been in love with you for twenty years!” “And I've already told him I don't love him!” “Do you expect me to believe th

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    THE STAR

    “What the hell are you talking about?” Lena snapped angrily at him. “Why don’t you tell him I was your first love in middle school?”Adrian replied. Lena’s eyes widened. Tarzan’s head jerked toward her. “Your first love?” “No!” Lena burst out. “He wasn't my first love! Yes, I had a crush on him, but Mitch was—” She paused abruptly. The look on Tarzan’s face made her stomach drop. Oh God.She’d just made it worse. “Listen to me, please, baby,” she pleaded, stepping closer. “I only had a crush on Adrian because he was the good looking boy in my calss who won the junior cooking competition. It wasn’t just me—half our classmates liked him! I was fascinated by his talent, that was all.” Adrian raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth lifting. “Good looking?” Lena ignored him and continued. “But it lasted two weeks. Two weeks. It was a stupid schoolgirl crush.” “It was just a crush for you,” Adrian said quietly. “Mine lasted two decades, Lena.” Lena’s mouth fell open. Tarz

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    HAPPY WIFE

    The message I sent to my husband Mitch was left unanswered. Just like the ones I sent days ago
 weeks ago. He had stopped replying to my texts. I scrolled through the one-sided conversation, my heart tightening at how pathetic it looked. Suddenly, a message popped up. Hoping it was his reply, I

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    AT LEAST

    MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match we’d lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    NEED YOU

    I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadn’t slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then
 I started staying awake

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    OLD MITCH

    I met Mitch fifteen years ago at a coffee shop. I was sixteen, working as a store assistant and trying to look like I had my life together. I still remember what I wore that day. A faded white sundress scattered with tiny yellow flowers. Sandals laced around my ankles. Mitch was standing in

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