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DON'T GO IN THERE!

Author: Caroluchy
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 17:41:40

AUTHOR'S POV

Lena couldn’t stop worrying about her thong in Tarzan’s bathroom. There was no way he wouldn’t see it—the way she had left it made it impossible to miss.

*How am I going to get it back?* she thought restlessly.

Fortunately, Damon (Coco) had given her Tarzan’s phone number. But she hadn’t gone to work today, so she couldn’t use her colleague’s phone. Should she ask Mitch? No—Bella would be more willing to help.

“Um… Bella?”

Bella looked up from her phone, chewing her food slowly.

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    NO LOVE PLEASE

    I slowly lowered my hand, my face burning with embarrassment.He licked his lips,as if savoring my reaction."At least thank me properly," he murmured, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "One kiss won't hurt.""No." I shoved against his chest, but he didn't budge. "Let me go."I twisted and struggled, my shoes squeaking against the polished marble floor, but his arms were like iron bands around me.The more I fought, the tighter he held me until I was almost breathless.He leaned closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.His warm breath tickled my skin, making me shiver in spite of myself."Are you afraid you might fall in love with me?" he whispered.Then I felt his hands slide down my body before boldly grabbing my backside. At the same time, his lips grazed the sensitive skin of my neck, sending an unwanted shiver through me.Rage surged through me.I shoved him with all my strength, my palms slamming against his chest. Before he could react, my hand flew across his face.The s

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    SIMPLE THANKS?

    I forced myself to breathe evenly, willing my heart to stop its reckless pounding against my ribs. My palms were already clammy as I schooled my features into a scowl and turned to face him. "Come with me." Without waiting for a response, I grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the kitchen. His face registered a mixture of shock and surprise. "What are you doing here?" I hissed, my voice barely above a whisper as soon as we were away from prying ears. He tilted his head, the smoke from his cigar curled upward in lazy spirals, catching the warm glow of the sconces. "Do you like your room?" "That's not the question I asked," I shot back, coughing as the acrid cloud invaded my lungs. I waved my hand frantically, fanning the air between us. "You're in my family's house. I came to see how you're doing." "You didn't tell me I'd be working for your family," I replied, a note of regret creeping into my voice. "Well, what difference does it make?" "I wouldn't have accepted if I'

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ANOTHER SECRET?

    I had spent the day under the personal guidance of Chef Rosa, whose warmth reminded me of a caring mother. Honestly, it felt like a dream, one of those ones you’re afraid to wake from.At one point, she even stepped back and let me take the lead—trusting me to cook for her. When I finished, she tasted my dish in silence, then looked up with soft approval in her eyes. “You were right,” she said gently. “You really do have talent.” The words bloomed in my chest like sudden sunlight. Joy swelled so fiercely I had to fight back tears. I turned away quickly, pretending to check the stove, but my heart was hammering with a happiness I hadn’t felt in years. I had been watching her earlier, mesmerized by the elegant way with which she sliced vegetables. It reminded me so much of my own mother in our tiny kitchen back home, humming softly as she worked. It was evening already I wished today would be longer. “Are you going to keep staring at me like that?” Rosa asked, a teasing lilt in

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    VERY CAREFUL

    I heard Rosa speak to me again and blinked. "What is wrong with you? I have been talking to you!" she snapped. "I'm sorry—I really don't understand the language you were speaking." "You are not Latina?" she asked suddenly, tilting her head as she studied my face. "Um... no." "You look like one," she said. First Indian, now Latina...? I wonder what other ethnicity I'll be told I look like. Mother, I wish you'd told me who I really am before you left me alone in this world. "Now, as you can see, this is the kitchen," she declared, waving me forward with both hands. "Come in, come in! Don't just stand there like a lost puppy." I muttered a quick "thank you" and stepped fully inside, my eyes wide as I continued to admire the space—professional-grade ovens, a walk-in pantry that could feed an army, and every gadget imaginable. "Over here," she snapped her fingers sharply, pulling me out of my daze. I blinked, heat rushing to my face. "Sorry! I got distracted by the beauty... this

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A NEW JOB?

    LENA'S POV The sharp knock on the door jolted me awake with my heart slamming against my ribs like a startled bird. I blinked rapidly, disoriented, with silky sheets tangled around my legs. Oh no! Only then did the memories flood back. I had let my guard down completely, falling asleep in this unfamiliar room after accepting an offer in a haze of desperation yesterday. I had told myself to stay awake not and not be too trusting but I fell asleep instead. "Who..who is it?" I called out, my voice still hoarse from sleep. "This is Chef Rosa. Are you still asleep in there?" The voice replied. I blinked, and the last remnants of sleep vanished from my eyes immediately. That's right. Yesterday, I'd accepted the position as an assistant chef and even signed a full-year contract because I was utterly desperate for a place to stay. It came with a roof over my head and the chance to do what I loved most—cooking. The man who made the offer, though... he was someone I'd rather avo

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    CONFUSED?

    If you are paying attention from the beginning of this book: · Mitch praised Lena for her cooking skills. · Lena is working at the café because she loves anything that has to do with cooking, which includes baking. · The culinary school didn't come out of nowhere. · She is not going to the school yet because she has no MONEY, of course 🫢 · She was only thinking about her new dreams of having a restaurant, and then she was thinking of focusing on herself and going to culinary school if she gets the MONEY. · Her childhood dream, which she buried after she met MITCH and decided to be a houseWIFE. 2) Now... about the driving to somewhere unknown—her destination will be revealed soon. But the SUITE SCENE IS A DREAM 🫡 If you read the next chapters, you can see it was TARZAN'S DREAM. LENA'S POV stopped at her going somewhere in a car, while AUTHOR'S POV began with Lena seeing Tarzan in a suit. The two are different scenes: ONE is REALITY; the other is A DREAM. That's why I used

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    HUMILIATION

    “Care about me? Oh please Mitch! If you cared, you wouldn’t be calling out for Lena in your sleep!”"It is a fucking dream! Why does it matter! The fuck are you talking about, I wasn't in my right sense because I was sleeping, damn it Elena!*I yelled angrily.Her eyes widened at that."Look,I sna

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I AM SORRY, LENA

    I stood there paralyzed, watching my wife kiss this stranger with raw passion right in front of me. Her full breasts pressed and squished against his hard chest as she melted into him.No... could my nightmare be becoming reality?Lena wouldn't dare.I clenched my fists so tightly that veins popped

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ALWAYS LOYAL

    MITCH'S POVWhen I got home the next day, the delicious aroma of Lena's cooking hit me the second I opened the front door.I could tell she was in the kitchen making my favorite.The rich scent made my mouth water instantly, and my stomach rumbled with hunger.Time to eat real good food. I felt a w

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    MY TURN

    I was about to leave when something made me pause. I picked up the large teddy bear from the chair and gently placed it in Lena’s arms, hoping it would keep her company through the night. I had barely turned toward the door when her weak voice stopped me. “Tarzan…” I turned back. Her cheeks

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