Mag-log inShare
CHAPTER 25: A FATHER’S WARNING
Petsa ng paglalathala:
2026-10-24 02:09:33
Pinakabagong kabanata
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 30: THE RETURN FLIGHT SCANDAL
POV: WINNIE VOSSThe low, rhythmic hum of the twin engines resonated through the leather floorboards of the Veyron Wolves private jet, a soothing vibration that did nothing to calm the wild, chaotic storm raging in my chest.I sat in my usual window seat in First Class, my tablet resting flat on the mahogany tray table before me. The spreadsheet open on the screen contained three-zone passing efficiency metrics, but the numbers were a complete blur. My body felt warm, sensitized, and utterly claimed in ways that defied all logic.Just hours ago, I had been pressed bare against the glass wall of Alaric’s penthouse fifty floors above Chicago, submitting to his unyielding, sovereign power as he possessed me from behind over the skyline. And before that, I had taken complete control of Caius in my hotel bed, letting him worship my curves while I rode him into the mattress.Now, both men were in the exact same cabin with me.Across the aisle, Caius sat with his long legs stretched out, his
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 29: THE UNSPOKEN SHIFT
POV: Alaric VeyronThe morning sun crested the edge of Lake Michigan, filling the glass deck of my penthouse with harsh, blinding clarity.Elowen stood before me, attempting to project the cool, bulletproof exterior of a lead data analyst. She held her tablet against her ribs like a shield, her tailored pencil skirt accentuating every lush, dangerous curve of her hips. But beneath that professional mask, her pulse was hammering against the hollow of her throat like a trapped bird.I kept my hand anchored beneath her chin, my thumb lightly tracing the warm curve of her jawline.As I leaned in closer, my senses locked onto her completely. The crisp, clean scent of her usual jasmine perfume was there—but beneath it, clinging subtly to the soft, sensitive skin right behind her ear, was the undeniable, musk-heavy scent of my son. Sweaty skin, rain, and raw, frantic heat.A lesser man would have lost his temper. A weaker man would have let pride flare into a destructive rage.Instead, a dar
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 28: A KEYCARD IN THE MORNING
POV: Winnie VossThe early morning sun peeked through the slit in the blackout curtains, casting a soft, golden beam across the tangled white linens.I stirred slowly, my skin still warm, sensitive, and faintly slick from the lingering residue of last night. Beside me, the heavy, rhythmic rise and fall of Caius’s broad chest was a steady anchor in the quiet room. One of his massive, tattooed arms was draped securely over my waist, his long fingers resting over the curve of my hip as if anchoring me to the mattress even in his sleep. His jaw was relaxed, his dark eyelashes casting soft shadows over his cheekbones, looking younger and far more vulnerable than the fierce captain who commanded the ice.A quiet, localized vibration buzzed from the glass nightstand.I carefully lifted Caius’s heavy arm, slipping out from under his hold as gently as possible. A low, sleepy grunt escaped his throat, but he merely pulled a pillow into his chest, remaining deeply asleep.I picked up my phone. T
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 27: SURRENDER TO THE PAST
POV: Caius VeyronThe storm outside raged against the glass, but inside the dim room, the silence was absolute…heavy, thick, and taut with seven years of accumulated static.I remained on my knees at the edge of her bed, my large, calloused hands resting on the plush silk covering her knees. Water dripped from my hair onto the carpet, but I couldn't bring myself to move. I was a man waiting for a verdict, my pulse hammering in my throat as I looked up into Winnie’s dark hazel eyes.Slowly, without a word, Winnie reached up and removed her black-rimmed glasses, placing them carefully on the nightstand beside the bed.The subtle shift in her posture was instantaneous. The guarded analyst, the composed woman who hid behind data and sharp suits, dissolved. In her place stood the woman who used to command my entire world in secret…only now, she possessed a quiet, lethal confidence that made my knees weak."Get up, Caius," she commanded softly. Her voice wasn't an invitation; it was an orde
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 26: THE MIDNIGHT KNOCK
POV: Winnie VossThe thunder rolling off Lake Michigan rattled the heavy glass panes of my high-rise hotel room, vibrating through the dark, quiet space like a physical heartbeat.I lay wide awake on the oversized king bed, staring up at the shadows dancing across the ceiling. The white crisp sheets were twisted around my waist, cool against my bare legs, but the heat skin-deep beneath my surface was suffocating.My mind was a chaotic, dizzying storm.On one side was Alaric Veyron…a sovereign king who had held me against his chest on his balcony, making promises that shattered every defense I owned. The lingering, electric touch of his mouth worshiping my thighs in front of his fireplace still made my core ache with an intense, intoxicating surrender. He offered me absolute security, respect, and a throne at his right hand.And on the other side was Caius.The memory of sitting in his lap in the training room, feeling his bruised, powerful body trembling beneath my touch as he begged
FORBIDDEN: THE ICY MEN'S PLUS-SIZED POSSESSION CHAPTER 25: A FATHER’S WARNING
POV: Alaric VeyronThe hotel lounge bar was dimly lit, draped in amber velvet and dark mahogany, secluded from the main lobby by heavy oak paneling. Outside, the rain had returned to Chicago, slicking the tall glass windows, while inside, the quiet clink of crystal and the low hum of blues jazz created an atmosphere of deceptively calm luxury.I sat at a corner booth, a heavy crystal tumbler of neat scotch resting between my palms.I didn't need to look up to know my son had entered the room. I felt the shift in the air—the sudden, charged atmosphere of raw tension that always accompanied Caius when his blood was up.He walked down the carpeted aisle with long, restless strides, his broad shoulders squared, his jaw set in a rigid line of defiance. He had changed into a dark henley and dark trousers, though he still favored his injured left shoulder slightly after tonight's brutal game.He slid into the booth across from me without invitation, his grey-blue eyes burning into mine acros
Maaari mong magustuhan
Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!
Cerise R. Wood655.1K viewsMy Best Friend's Father
Thorns638.2K viewsBound to the CEO
wandering jedi702.7K viewsHer Graceful War Song
Summer's Blaze995.6K viewsToo Late, Mr Billionaire
Starr117 viewsSubstitute Bride: The Billionaire's Hidden Twins
Ihechiink73 viewsThe Billionaire’s Secret I Uncovered
Ruthdaisy51 viewsRIDING WITH THE BEAST
Emmanuel Rich 107 views
