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CHAPTER 8: THE TASTE OF THE FORBIDDEN
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2026-05-12 20:19:49
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THE GRADUATION STAKES CHAPTER 8: THE TASTE OF THE FORBIDDEN
"I’m having a bout of diarrhea, Sir!" I blurted out, a desperate attempt to deflect his suspicion. "Please forgive my tardiness. My... my stomach was in absolute knots," I added, weaving a frantic excuse.Mr. Jefri nodded, maintaining a polite distance. "In that case, please wait in the living room. I’ll prepare an oral rehydration solution so you don't grow any weaker."I gave a frantic nod and practically scurried to the living room. My breath was short, and sweat poured off me despite the cool, conditioned air of the house. It was the sheer weight of my anxiety manifesting physically.Before long, Mr. Jefri returned with a glass of the solution. He set it before me. "Drink up..." he said, reclaiming his seat.I nodded, flashing a nervous, fragile smile. "Thank you, Sir..."My hand trembled as I reached for the glass. How could it not? Mr. Jefri’s gaze was fixed on me, a constant weight that made my skin crawl with unease.I took a small sip and set the glass back on the table, shif
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"Heavens! Did Mr. Jefri see me back there?"I hurried toward the living room, my breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. I sat down immediately, pressing my legs tightly together in a desperate attempt to quell the throbbing heat blooming within me."What is this feeling? Why am I—""Erika?" Mr. Jefri’s voice cut through my thoughts. He appeared suddenly, walking toward me with a measured stride.He had changed into maroon silk sleepwear. The top buttons were left undone, revealing the firm, sculpted lines of his chest. The silk draped elegantly, tracing the contours of his athletic frame."Sir..." I nodded, forcing a smile while struggling to mask the persistent tremors of my nerves.My fingers twisted together, while the damp, pulsing sensation below refused to subside. What was happening to me? I had never felt anything like this before. Why did the mere sight of his silhouette beneath that silk make my heart race so violently? It felt as though... I was aching for a touch to reach
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I kept my head bowed, my lips sealed as if frozen, unable to find the words to respond to him. Tears escaped my eyes despite every desperate effort to hold them back. Fortunately, the area wasn't crowded, so my humiliation felt somewhat contained.I was swallowed by guilt. I realized then that Papa’s intentions were pure; he only wanted to protect everything that would one day be mine."Please forgive me, Pa." I lifted my gaze, biting my lip to stifle a sob. "I promise I will finish this thesis soon."Papa stepped toward me and pulled me into a tight embrace. I could feel the depth of his affection in the gentle stroke of his hand against my hair."Erika... I love you very much. I don't want them to push you aside just because they deem you incompetent."I wept in his arms, my heart fracturing with regret. At that time, my mind simply couldn't be forced to master a field I didn't love. Since the early semesters, I had rarely taken my classes seriously. That was why, now, I found mysel
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My body froze as Dita stopped in front of a stunning building with glass doors. A small voice inside me whispered, 'A salon? In all my life, I’ve never set foot in a place like this.'Dita kept beaming, peering inside before turning back to me. "Why are you just standing there like a statue? Get inside!"She grabbed my hand again and pulled me through the glass doors. The scent of aromatherapy and fine feminine perfumes immediately ambushed my senses as we stepped in.A therapist approached us. "Welcome... what treatment would you like today?"Dita gave me a gentle shove. "Please, make her look breathtaking."My body turned rigid, and I spun around instinctively. "Dita, what exactly are you planning to do to me?""I want to make you look like a different person today.""For what purpose?""To captivate Mr. Jefri, obviously," she replied nonchalantly. She forced me around and pushed me toward the therapist as if surrendering me to her care.But my body resisted. I turned back and scurr
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The call was abruptly cut off from his end. I stood there, reeling from the weight of his final ultimatum."What? Married off? Mr. Darman certainly knows how to keep things surprising!"That was my father’s name, Darman Dwi Atmaja. A titan in the culinary industry, and I was his sole heir. Yet, I harbored not a shred of interest in his business empire—a fact that never failed to ignite his fury.I let out a heavy sigh and dragged my feet forward, my spirit flagging. People around me began to stare and whisper. I couldn’t tell what they were gossiping about; was it the tears staining my face, or my disheveled appearance that made me look like a misplaced sumo wrestler?Choosing my usual mask of indifference, I hurried to the parking lot and hopped onto my favorite electric scooter, weaving through traffic toward Sadewa Mall.Upon arriving at the shopping center, I stood before the cafe and dialed Dita."Hello, Dit. Where are you? I’m standing right in front of the cafe.""Hello? I’ve b
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