Novel & Cerita Taboo Family

The hall went utterly still. It was so quiet that no one dared to breathe loudly—so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Kiran stood tall and proud. All eyes in the room were on him. He was young, arrogant, and domineering. His last name was York. For twenty years, the York family had been a taboo subject, a joke, and an object of ridicule for those trying to curry favor with the three big families. For twenty years, the dead family members—including the bodies of Titus York and his wife—were nowhere to be found.

happy! " I thought that was supposed to be a taboo in xhozim... our tradition, you taught us that and you said once a taboo is committed it can never be fixed," For a while, my mother didn't react but then she scooped me into her arms slowly stroking my head.

She had watched her brothers and sisters try to find themselves again as their parents divorced as if it really was the basic structure for their own lives. As she got to the club, she saw a few other faces that she knew. It wasn’t like they lived in a big area, so it wasn’t uncommon to run into the family that she had grown up with alongside her own. This night she saw three of the men from that family and two of her own brothers as well. She shook her head. She looked down at herself and knew one or more of them would have something to say. She found her friend, Marco. They went to a booth that he had reserved. “Sorry, kids, I forgot that this is the happening place.” He chuckled.

I also knew that Tabi hadn't complained. I moved over so I could see between the narrow opening of the curtains. I saw my wife clenching her eyes closed as she clenched a towel in her mouth to help her keep quite. The towel was not helping them be truly discreet. Jack was eating Tabi's pussy. He was doing something with his other hand. Stepped back inside and lifted Tabi's bra above her tits and placed my hands on her small mounds. I then kissed her with tongue. That's when he opened his pants. He stood and pinned my wife to the chair entering her swiftly and hard from behind. He then picked Tabi up and held her as he pumped into her hard and quickly. She kicked her legs and strained her fee

34 years old Luca Moretti, is the Santoro crime family’s most feared enforcer, he was tall, heavily muscled, covered in tattoos, with cold dark eyes and a reputation for making problems disappear quietly. He’s violent, dominant, and loyal only to the family. When a high-stakes witness threatens to bring down their empire, Luca is assigned to babysit the witness in a remote safehouse until the trial.

"Tyler, don’t you know it is a taboo to get married to your brother’s ex-wife? It is an unspeakable disgrace to our family's reputation!" "A taboo?" Tyler asked, his deep voice dripping with a freezing, dark sarcasm that echoed off the glass walls. His jaw clenched as he took a step forward, his towering frame casting a dark, dominant shadow over the entire Vane family. "Why don’t you tell your son that it is a taboo for him to marry his ex-wife's younger sister? A younger sister, Evelyn. A blood sister." The words hit the terrace like a devastating explosion. Evelyn’s breath caught in her throat, her face instantly turning a ghostly, pale color as she stared at Lydia, whose polite smile fin

We drove to the family estate separately, the silence thick and heavy with everything we couldn’t say out loud. The dinner was the usual fake family bullshit as expected, some long fancy table loaded with too much silverware, Grandfather at the head looking smug as ever. Relatives filled the room, laughing too loud, eyeing each other for any weakness. Richard and I played it cool: polite nods, distant smiles across the candles. No one would guess that barely two hours ago he’d had his tongue buried in my pussy while I screamed his name. Grandfather introduced my “potential match”—some safe, boring guy named Evan from another good family. “Lucy, dear, Evan here has excellent prospects in fina

When she realized I was just a washed-out housewife, she smirked. "Amber, you can't put it that way. You're his wife, after all. Besides, Zarrick is the general manager of Northington Textiles. The way you're talking, it sounds like he's just living off a woman. That's not very appropriate, is it?" The moment she said living off a woman, Zarrick's face twisted. He had always been sensitive about being a live-in son-in-law. Words like that were absolute taboo. "Are you done making a scene?" he growled.

“Are you sure you can do that? Would you choose your ex-wife over your family? Divorce is taboo in your family.” “When the divorce paper is signed, they will have nothing against it. They will be forced to accept it, kitten.” “They will be mad at you.” I could see that Everette was family-oriented. He was the type who loved his family so much. Hurting them might also inflict pain on his part. “I owe it to you.” He sneaked his hands around my waist and drew me closer to his body. “Please let us not fight, kitten. I don't like it when we do.”

The pixelated image of Sílvia on the iPad screen twisted into an expression of distaste. “What a waste. Besides, she needs to study. Out in the annex she’s too isolated. A bit of family coexistence will do her good.” The word “family” hung in the air, an ironic ghost. Júlia, who had been watching the conversation leaning against the kitchen doorframe, chewing an apple with very white teeth, let out a low sound that might have been a muffled laugh. Leon capitulated. The defeat tasted metallic.