Lahat ng Kabanata ng TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS: Kabanata 321 - Kabanata 330

Later that afternoon, I went to my husband’s personal assistant’s small office down the hall. Mark had seen everything — the kiss with Victor. I needed to make sure he kept his mouth shut. And I knew the perfect way to do that, for sure he couldn't resist such an offer. I was sure of that. I pushed the door open quietly without knocking. Mark looked up from his desk, eyes widening when he saw me. “Mrs. Voss… I… I saw nothing. I swear.” I closed the door behind me and smiled. “Oh, I know you saw something,” I said softly, walking toward him. I sat down on his lap, straddling him. He froze, his breathing fast. I tilted his jaw with my manicured fingers, forcing him to look at me. “Eyes on me,” I whispered. “I know what you saw.” He swallowed hard. “I didn’t see anything.” I leaned in closer, my lips brushing his ear. “Don’t pretend.” I slid down from his lap, slowly kneeling between his legs. My hands moved to his belt, unzipping his pants with deliberate care. His cock spra

“I won’t.” The words had barely left my lips before Victor’s control shattered. He grabbed me, pulled me flush against him, and kissed me like a man possessed. His mouth claimed mine, deep and demanding, his tongue sliding against mine with raw hunger. I moaned into the kiss, my hands fisting his shirt as he backed me toward the wall. “You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he growled against my lips, biting my lower lip before soothing it with his tongue. He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me down the hallway into a hidden room at the end of the penthouse; his playroom. The lights were low, the walls were dark. I caught glimpses of sleek black furniture, ropes, cuffs, a padded bench, and a large St. Andrew’s cross. My heart raced with a mix of nerves and excitement. Victor set me down and stepped back, his eyes dark with lust. “Strip,” he commanded, voice low and authoritative. “Slowly.” I obeyed, sliding the dress off my shoulders,

After Lira left me standing there wrecked against that tree, I tried to pull myself together. I walked for a while, telling myself I was still in control. That I could steer this day back toward actual research.That’s when I heard the soft sound of running water and remembered the rumors about the sacred spring.People said a woman named Selene looked after it, she was someone spiritual, gentle, and rarely seen by outsiders. If I was going to salvage any credibility today, interviewing her seemed like the perfect opportunity.I followed the sound until the trees opened up into a beautiful clearing. Crystal water bubbles from a natural spring, surrounded by smooth stones and blooming flowers.And there she was.Selene stood in the shallow water, completely naked, rinsing her long black hair. She had an almost ethereal beauty; soft curves, pale skin that glowed in the daylight, full breasts, and a gentle, serene presence. When she noticed me, she didn’t startle. She simply smiled, calm

My stomach had been growling for hours.I hadn’t eaten properly since leaving the city, I just ate dry bread and water on the road. The moment I stepped into the bustling market square, the smell of grilled meat, fresh herbs, and warm flatbread hit me like a wave. I followed it until I found a small food stall tucked between two wooden stalls.The woman running it was breathtaking.She stood behind the grill completely naked except for a thin leather apron tied low on her hips.The apron barely covered the front of her thighs, leaving the smooth curve of her ass and the sides of her hips exposed.Her body was strong and curvy; full, heavy breasts with soft pink nipples, a soft belly, wide hips, and thick thighs.A small silver ring pierced her navel, catching the sunlight. Another delicate ring glinted from her left nipple. Her dark hair was tied up messily, a few strands sticking to her sweaty neck from the heat of the grill.She looked up as I approached, wiping her hands on a cloth

The next morning, I woke up early with one clear decision. I was leaving. I had barely slept. After everything that happened between me and all the ladies I had hooked up with in just two days here. I knew if I stayed any longer, I wouldn’t be able to leave with any dignity. I packed my notebook, camera, and small bag, telling myself I had enough material to write a proper article. I slipped out of the guest hut and headed toward the forest path that led out of Aurelia. The village was still quiet, the sun was just beginning to rise. I found a large fallen tree near the edge of the woods and sat down to review my notes one last time before leaving. That’s when I heard the low growl behind me. I turned just in time to see a large black forest cat. It was sleek, muscular, and furious, and it was launching itself at me from the shadows. “Shit!” I shouted, throwing my arms up. The animal slammed into me, knocking me off the log. Its claws raked across my shoulder