All Chapters of FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I still can't shake off the expression Tarzan had on his face when I told him nothing would ever happen between us. It shouldn't have been hard for me to get past it, but his face was intense and scary—like he was broken deeply. I wonder if that was what I looked like when Mitch and those girls were messing around and I snapped. He was calm, expressing everything through his eyes, while I was yelling and crying. So maybe it wasn’t exactly the same. It’s not something that could be compared. He may be young, but he’ll move on soon. I don’t know if I’ll ever move on from Mitch. After Tarzan made that face, I couldn’t stand it, so I just walked away. I couldn’t face him, but I hope he understands. I did it not just because I’m a married woman, but because he’s a young man with so much potential—the kind of face that belongs on billboards and brand campaigns, with plenty of female admirers. Being a sugar boy is pathetic.I don't know what he was thinking by being intereste

“Your twin babies have grown into such adorable kids,” I told him. He laughed and shrugged off his suit jacket, then loosened his tie. “You mean those annoying little devils?” “Don’t call them annoying little devils,” I replied. He laughed again. “Well, they’re so full of energy.” He paused, rolling up his sleeves. “Sometimes it feels like hell having them around nonstop. It’s one of the things I envy about you and Mitch — you get to enjoy each other’s company without the constant childish chaos, at least for now.” I smiled sadly, the ache in my heart deepening. “That’s how you see it? It’s a lot more complicated than that, Jake.” “Care to share?” He sighed. “I know Mitch hasn’t been very kind to you lately. Honestly… he’s said a lot of demeaning stuff about you. I’ve always told him you’re one of a kind and that he should protect what he has.” He paused. “Well, I’m just saying… if you need someone to talk to, I’m here. I can be a friend — not just your husband’s.”

Moreover, Tarzan wasn't done with his rage training.His jaw clenched as he reset his stance, his hands tightening into fists again.Another hit. Another. And another!Then he gave a kick, another jump kick, then a punch.Afterward, he paused. His breath was ragged, his chest rising and falling rapidly.Then, shortly, he repeated his movements again, but this time with more advanced techniques.A hard uppercut. A sharp kick. Another deep grunt.His movements were so aggressive that his muscles burned and his body screamed for rest, but he didn't care.Damon's jaw was on the floor like a starstruck fan watching his favorite idol. Finally, he snapped out of it and swallowed tightly."Shit. I better go stop him before he hurts himself," he said to himself and made to approach Tarzan, but an interruption came."Young master."The voice was a bit hesitant.Damon stopped and turned to the intruder. The man named Joe was in a black suit like the rest of the guards, protecting Tarzan's abando

"Yes! My husband! I will tell him what kind of friend you are".I snapped.Jake's lips curled into something that wasn't quite a smile."Well, your lovely husband made the bet with me. A while ago."The room tilted."A bet?""He kept complaining about how ugly you've gotten and how he couldn't get it up looking at you. I told him he was just being mean, and we made a bet for me to give it a try. I lost.""You are lying!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face."I can call him, and we can ask him about it," he said boldly.My jaw dropped. I honestly tried to process that statement.His voice continued."I knew you're too foolishly in love with Mitch to ever fall for my advances. So I had to use a method your own husband suggested. Luckily for you, and unfortunately for me, I couldn't go through with it. Anyway."He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled stack of bills. Tossed them onto the bed in front of me."There's some money. I know you won't let me drive you back, so t

MITCH’S POVWhen I stepped back into the house, Jake and Tim were still deep in conversation. The moment they noticed me, they fell silent—like I’d just walked in on them talking about me.“Mitch, everything okay with her?” Tim asked.I sighed and rubbed my temple. “Just the usual annoying shit. Lena cries over everything. Happy, sad, doesn’t matter—she’ll still cry. Don’t let it get to you. She acts way more immature than her age.”Tim leaned back in his chair. “I still can’t believe you two have only been together five years and she’s already let herself go like that. That’s exactly why I date women ten years younger. Can’t imagine ending up with someone who blows up like a blobfish.”I grabbed my drink, took a long sip, and let the burn settle in my throat.“I wish I’d had the luxury of thinking that far ahead,” I said. “Truth is, Lena and I go way back. We met as teenagers. Dated for two years before I left the country for college. The night I left, we made love for the first time