All Chapters of Forbidden: Falling For My Stepbrother: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

ALLEN Allen waited impatiently to have dinner with Leah, at least before he starts ghosting her. He wanted to go find Mira right away. She must have gotten the pictures, right? Then, why has she not bombarded him with messages? She didn't even check up on him, knowing that he was down with fever the previous night. Is she storming over to face him directly? Or, she hasn't gotten the pictures yet. Maha made use of his app, so she must have gotten the pictures. Why is she not here already? It will be better if she comes over and claim him as hers again, right in front of Leah. But, why is he thinking about all of these? He used to hate how clingy she is. He was supposed to hate how she came back all of a sudden and tried to claim him. Everything... Just why is the thought of her all over his mind? Allen pulled himself out of his shameless thoughts when Leah walked in. Smiling shyly at Allen whose expression barely moved, she slipped into a seat opposite him. "I'm sorry I ke

ALLEN/MIRA Mira ate happily, picking from every dish placed in front of her. She really wanted to clear up the table, but her stomach said otherwise. "Slowly" Allen will say occasionally. Watching her eat felt pleasant for Allen, especially the smile that looked so pure on her face, entirely different from her seductive aura. While having a cup of green after the meal, Mira texted Maha to come get her. She was in an ecstatic mood and was ready to work all night. The fashion show was fast approaching, she needed to step up her game and achieve her lifetime dream. Allen gentlemanly walked her to the car, disappointed that she didn't try to spend the night over, but was happier when she hugged him right in front of Maha. He would never admit it before, but he was jealous of Maha. Mira would call Maha for anything and everything before anyone else. She relies on him, much to Allen's silent dismay. Mira was happy, although they still weren't official he does want her. He

ALLEN/LEAH Tossing around all night wasn't the worst part of the night. It was the subtle whispers that gave Allen a brain-numbing migraine. It's been a long time since that happened. Although he does have regular insomnia, the whispers weren't part of it, until that moment. He slipped out of bed the moment his digital clock read 4:02am and put on a pair of gray sweatpants and a black tank top. Opting for lenses instead of glasses, he prepped his gym bag and headed for the gym on the first floor, right above the parking lot. The strenuous exercise could hardly keep his mind away from the tormenting whispers, so he went harder, ignoring his sore muscles that were literally crying out. He only took short breaks to rehydrate himself and continued. Soon, his timer stopped again. At 7:34am, he had been working out for about three and a half hours nonstop. Allen finally decided to stop, he packed up and went back to his condo, in slow painful steps due to his sore muscles, reminding

ALLEN/MIRA Allen waited for her to judge. He waited to hear disdain in her voice as she told him how weak he was for being ‘tired’. But none of that came. Instead, she smiled, happy that he said that to her. Here is the one he trusts! He laid on the sofa with her right on top of him, his face shamelessly buried in between her breasts. He could feel the soft globes through her pink sundress. “Have you had lunch yet?” She asked, running her fingers through his well-kept silky hair. “No” Mira held back the sudden moan that rose in her throat as his voice vibrated through her chest going downwards. What was that?! Just then, the doorbell rang. Mira sat up, much to Allen’s displeasure that he couldn’t display his tired face. “That is my brunch” she informed him, knowing he was displeased that she pulled away from their cuddle without warning even though he didn’t show it. “Brunch? You didn’t eat breakfast?” Allen sat up watching her walk to the door and hesitantly tore

LEAH "I will be back " It's been hours and he's not back! Leah paced around in the living room anxiously waiting for Allen, but it didn't seem like he would walk in any time soon. Could it be that she had misinterpreted his reaction that morning? He probably wasn't turned on, but disgusted. The thought made her shoulder slump in defeat. How could she compare with Mira? While Mira radiated beauty, gracefulness and confidence, she was just plain stupid Leah. Lunch? She forgot to eat until a random guard whom Allen had positioned to watch over her reminded her. Leah barely ate as she waited. She even asked the stiff-looking guard if he knew where Allen was and when he would be returning. All she got was a stiff headshake. This further riled her frustration. Thinking back at his reaction that morning, Leah wondered if she had made a mistake. Perhaps he wasn't turned on? Was he rather irritated? "Don't touch me. Ever" his words resonated in her mind, giving a clea