All Chapters of FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

About thirty minutes later, following his directions, I pulled up in front of a luxury building.I parked the car."We are here, Boss."I said slowly.Before I could even unbuckle my seatbelt, I spotted a curvy woman, the type with an exaggerated hourglass figure, all plush curves cinched by a waist so tiny it seemed almost unnatural. She wore a sequined, revealing outfit that exposed her sensual parts and curves together with stilettos better suited for a nightclub floor, chain-smoking as she chattered animatedly into her phone.The moment she recognized the car, her face lit up with a giddy smile, and she hurried toward us.Tarzan shoved the rear door open with a violent thrust and stumbled out, catching himself on the car's roof. He swayed for a moment before steadying his balance. From the driver's seat, I watched through the window, my heart tightening with bitterness.His eyes swept over the woman like she was a meal he'd already decided to devour."Silver!" she called out, la

His grip loosened and the crushing pressure on my throat vanished as abruptly as it had come. I gasped, stumbling backward on unsteady legs. My hand flew to my neck, fingers pressing into the tender skin as I sucked in desperate gulps of air. My pulse hammered wildly beneath my palm. Tarzan’s eyes remained wild, his broad chest heaving with barely contained fury. Before I could steady myself, his hand shot out again—not toward my throat this time, but to my wrist. His grip was iron, unyielding, as he yanked me forward with brutal strength. I stumbled after him, the oversized shoe scraping loudly against the gravel driveway before we burst through the mansion’s front door. As he dragged me into the room, my heart slammed against my ribs. The curvaceous woman was already there—completely naked, lounging on the sofa with her ass up. A toy was stuck in her ass while she was applying lubricant inside her body. The moment she saw us, she stood up abruptly, her lips part

The Tarzan I know, never complained about it because I was his first. Now, knowing that countless other women must have done the same for him, shame burned hot in my chest.Maybe I really suck at this...but I won't let him treat me like just an object.I pulled off him, coughing, strings of saliva still connecting my lips to his glistening cock as I gasped for air.“I’m done,” I whispered, my voice breaking.He stared at me in disbelief, his erection still throbbing angrily in front of my face.“Done? What the hell do you mean, done?” Rage edged his tone. “You asked for this. You said you’d take care of me instead of her. I need to finish to get myself back on track. Don’t you dare pull this shit now.”Anger surged through the hurt. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and rose shakily to my feet.“Then quit treating me like a whore! I am not like the rest of those women you’ve been with!” I snapped. “I know plenty must’ve done this for you, so you can talk down to me about not b

AUTHOR'S POV The next morning, Lena found herself sitting behind the wheel outside Tarzan's apartment building. The engine had been off for nearly ten minutes. Yet she still couldn't bring herself to step out. Her fingers tightened around the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white. Every time she closed her eyes, flashes of last night's clash with Tarzan invaded her mind. She'd barely slept. She exhaled shakily. I can do this, she whispered to herself. Walk in. Drop the keys like Diana said, then leave. Nothing more. I don't need to explain myself to him. She grabbed the shopping bag containing his shoes and the designer clothes he'd given her yesterday. Returning them felt childish, but it would help—better than being constantly reminded of what had happened. The morning air was cool, but it did nothing to calm the frantic pounding inside Lena's chest. She reached his door and noticed it wasn't fully closed. It rested slightly ajar. Her heart skipped nervously. She

MOMENTS LATER Lena and Eric had been waiting at the hospital reception for an hour when Diana finally arrived, heavily pregnant, her eyes wide with concern and fear.Her partner walked beside her, trying to steady her, but Diana moved as quickly as her condition would allow, her steps hurried and determined.“Diana!” Eric exclaimed, surprise flashing across his face.“You shouldn’t have come,” he added.“I told her the same thing,” Diana’s partner replied with a weary shrug.“Where is he?” Diana asked Eric, her voice tight with panic.“He’s in the exclusive emergency room. We haven’t heard anything for over an hour now, but we’re trying to stay hopeful.”Diana let out a long, shaky sigh. Her gaze then fell on Lena, who sat alone in the corner, staring blankly into space as silent tears streamed down her cheeks.“How long has she been like this?” Diana asked quietly.“Since we got here,” Eric replied. “She’s still in shock. I’ve tried telling her this isn’t her fault, but she won’t s