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2026-04-15 06:02:52
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FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION CAUGHT IN THE ACT
Lena looked away her cheeks burning as they drove on for another mile in tense quiet. “If the tests come back and they say I can’t have a baby… or that it’s too risky…” she began. Tarzan cut in gently. “Then I don’t care anymore. Too risky we can have a surrogate or if it can't be possible at all the, I would definitely get the vasectomy. I want you, Lena. Not a future that depends on kids. We can adopt, or foster, or build a life that’s just us—traveling, laughing, growing old together. You’re enough. More than enough.” Lena felt fresh tears sting her eyes as she looked away speechless and unsure of what to say to that. "Thank you". She finally found her voice. "For what?" Tarzan replied. "Don't ask me stupid questions, just say you are welcome!" She snapped back. Tarzan laughed. "You are welcome, babe". Without a second thought, he pulled Lena closer across the console, his large hands sliding from her cheeks to the back of her neck. "I am still mad at
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WHAT IS WRONG?
Tarzan blinked slowly, his dark eyes widening in genuine surprise. “You… want to have my babies?” he asked, his voice quieter now. “Of course I would love to,” she said, her tone softening despite herself. She looked down at her hands, twisting them in her lap. “But honestly, Tarzan… I feel like something is wrong. You’ve been acting strange since we got in the car. The way you said that… it didn’t feel like a joke. It scared me.” He looked at her blankly for a long second, the midday sun casting sharp shadows across his strong jawline. The silence stretched, heavy amid the constant rush of traffic outside. Tarzan's heart was pounding hardly. He was fighting it—every instinct, every dark whisper in his head but he pushed it down, locking it away where she couldn’t reach. “Tarzan?” Lena whispered, searching his face. Finally, he gave her a small reassuring smile. "I am sorry I scared you and got you worried". He leaned across the console and cupped her face in both
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WHAT IS HAPPENING!
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
Lena couldn’t stop side-eyeing Tarzan throughout the drive. Something was wrong—deeply wrong. His left hand gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles pale, while his right hand kept tapping restlessly against the side of his seat. The movement wasn’t casual. It was frantic. Every few seconds, his fingers trembled violently before he pressed them harder into the leather, as if trying to force them still. *Maybe it’s just my imagination,* she told herself at first, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. But the longer she watched, the more certain she became. Gently, she reached over and took his trembling right hand in hers, threading her fingers through his. He startled so sharply the car swerved a fraction. “What’s wrong, baby?” Her voice was soft, filled with worry. “Is there anything bothering you?” Tarzan turned his head toward her. His eyes—usually so warm were dazed, glassy, and frighteningly expressionless, like a man staring through fog. “Baby?” she pressed,
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 A COMPLIMENT?
Getting to the entrance door, I pushed it open.Mitch, as I guessed, was home already.Actually, he was on the couch in the living room, hunched forward slightly, phone in his hand, thumb scrolling slowly.I was so excited I couldn't contain it."Baby!" I called with a smile.The bags slipped from
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION CHECKED
I watched the city blur past the cab window, smiling and ignoring the ache in my head.The excitement was so much that I kept checking the clothes I bought for Mitch to make sure they were still there.What are the chances?What are the chances that someone saw me at the cafe—me, Lena—and decided,
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION A MIRACLE AT THE RIGHT TIME
LENA'S POVThe ride back home felt like a dream.The kind where you're floating through something that can't possibly be real, waiting for the jolt that will snap you back into your body.I looked down at my hand.A thick envelope filled with cash.My heart wouldn’t stop pounding against my chest b
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WRONG NUMBER
My thumb hovered over her name. On second thought, I decided not to call and shoved the phone back into my pocket. Let her not think I’m sitting here waiting like some lovesick fool. The last thing I needed was for her to start feeling like she was somehow important to me, looking like that. Yes
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