Novelas y relatos de The Forbidden One Rec Room

On the way to the hospital in my daughter's car, my legs felt cramped, so I adjusted the angle of the passenger seat. A second later, I heard a soft snap from beneath the seat. A toothpick had broken. I jumped in fright as my daughter, Marissa Langford, slammed on the brakes, her face turning pale. "Why would you touch that? Tyler set that seat to a specific position on purpose. He uses it to check whether another man has been sitting in the passenger seat. How am I supposed to explain this now?" Realizing I'd caused trouble for her marriage, I immediately sent Tyler Ashford, my son-in-law, an apology. Hours passed without a reply. Eventually, all I received was a cold laughing emoji.

She stormed out, slamming the door behind her. My mother finally turned to me, her expression hard and unyielding. “When you’re done playing your games, remember we’re visiting your Luna’s family tomorrow evening. Don’t embarrass me.” I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest. “Noted,” I said. Left alone, I turned back to the city, my mother’s words echoing in my mind. I hated the idea of a mate bond. Love was a weakness, a distraction I couldn’t afford. But even as I tried to push it aside, curiosity crept in.

Then everything starts making sense and my blood runs cold. The recording starts in a dim room decorated similar to the BDSM room back at the penthouse. Everything is similar, but there’s something suspicious about the room on the screen, something that sets my teeth on edge. There’s a dark, sinister air around it. Suddenly, the camera navigates to a man kneeling on the floor face down with both hands cuffed behind his back. He’s completely naked save the black briefs that cover his thick, flaccid cock. Even before the camera shows the tattoo on his back, I already know who it is. Bhyron.

When had the Don's forbidden claim become the thing I was terrified to lose? The drone feed shifted, the camera angling toward the central storage room. Two figures dropped in near-silence—Dante and Marco, moving in perfect synchronization. The guards outside the door went down before they could raise their weapons. One moment they were standing. The next they were bodies on the floor. "Breaching," Dante said. The door blew inward.

Music was already coming from the chrome speakers Kyler had insisted on installing in the rec room. “Rec room?” “Rec room,” he nodded. The Konstantino estate’s rec room was ridiculous. Projector setup, massive sectional couch that could fit like ten people, a full bar that Kyler had stocked with entirely too much alcohol, and those stupid expensive speakers that made everything sound like a concert. At least he was smart enough to add soundproofing to the room in addition to the speakers. Silas was already there, sprawled on the couch with his laptop, probably still doing damage control for the video situation. He looked up when we walked in, and his expression softened behind those glasses.

The room was identical to five others in the tower, which replicated the sex dungeons the brothers had established, with one reaching the fifth floor and the deadliest one in the basement. Currently, this room was one of the hidden ones in the tower, and Verik's gaze immediately turned away. He smirks as he walks closer to where the screams of a female echo through the space. The room is filled with sex toys, and the crying female is bound up with ropes, her body shaking in spasms, her sex sealed with a plug while the male behind her slams his cock ruthlessly into her back hole.

“ But it’s just the same you can have them unwanted” “But they can be broken, remember?” “Then how?” “Someone can break them.” “Someone? Who?” “ Someone that has the forbidden promise.” “Forbidden promise?” “Her parents promised her a magic that she can break someone's promise.” s “Stop it. I’m not gonna fall for that. You know what I’m just going back to my room, oh I forgot and you didn’t tell me that you’re next to mine? You know what, I still have class.” I said and stood up.

The room was at the center of the floor. “The truth is every room in here is a evaluation room. I picked the largest of them and this evaluation room is where most of the high grade hunters were evaluated.” Mr. Ambrose was surprised when he heard that a civilian fought dozens of hard type monsters and when he heard that that civilian is alone and is a girl he was even more shocked, though he didn’t show it.

She showed him that nothing was truly ever forbidden. THE END.