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HANDLE HIM

Penulis: Caroluchy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-28 11:24:26

Tarzan said nothing at first.

He was calmer than Lena expected him to be in this situation. His eyes drifted to the road ahead, but she remained unaware of the war raging inside him—deep within the cavern of his chest, a dark and primal urge to end Andres once and for all coiled tightly around his heart.

Yet he knew she would never accept that, not even after Andres’s cruel joke.

She would never let him teach Andres a lesson the man would not live long enough to learn.

If only she would let him
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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    ERIC'S SECRET

    I couldn't say a word. "You can trust me with that information, you know," Eric continued quickly, as if sensing my hesitation. "But I'll understand if you choose to keep it to yourself. I just… damn. I thought you were not in a relationship. I had a huge crush on you on your first day at work. It's a secret I didn't want to reveal but I think you should know." My eyes widened, and my cheeks burned hotter. I let out an awkward little laugh, trying to lighten the sudden weight in the air. "Me? A crush? No way." "Why would I joke about something like that?" he replied, his voice soft and sincere. I was speechless, completely out of words. I never thought Eric would be interested in me. Now I really hated that I'd have to distance myself for boundaries—because Tarzan would not like this at all. "Honestly, I've been surrounded by different women while working for Reynolds' modeling company, but you…" He paused and smiled at me. My eyes met his. "You just had this charm. This warm

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    JUST CURIOSITY

    LENA'S POV A full hour had passed since we arrived at Mr. Reynolds' company, and Tarzan had been sealed inside his office the entire time. He'd said the meeting was for the two of them alone, so I'd been stationed in the reception area, perched on one of those plush leather chairs, observing the quiet ballet of staff moving through the lobby. I had no idea what that "important" meeting was about, but something about the way Tarzan looked when he walked in—jaw tight, focus laser-sharp, almost unreachable—had lodged a low, uneasy hum beneath my ribs. I kept telling myself it was probably just business. Nothing more. And yet, the worry refused to fully release its grip. To keep my mind occupied, I decided to use the time productively. I pulled out my phone, intending to call my parents and let them know we'd be visiting soon. Tarzan had mentioned he planned to tell Mr. Reynolds about his travel decision so that next week's schedule could be cleared. My thumb hovered over the dial bu

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    TALK IT OUT

    NEW LOCATION: USA Ricardo stumbled through the door, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. Yet even that couldn't stop him from pressing soft kisses to Rosa's lips, then to the gentle swell of her heavy belly, before he collapsed onto the couch beside her. "Rough day?" Rosa asked, a warm smile playing on her lips. "You know it. Meetings that drag on forever... I really wish there was someone I could trust enough to handle all of this. I'm too old for these games, Rosa. And I don't trust any of those boys—not even Damon." Rosa sensed the moment had come. She placed a hand on his arm. "Tarzan was a great prince when he was here," she said softly. Ricardo turned to look at her, his brow furrowing. "Why are you bringing him up? You know that even if he was competent at leading, he's always secretly plotted my execution." "But he never... followed through. Maybe that shows he does see you as a father figure, after all," Rosa replied. Ricardo let out a dry laugh. "Oh, come

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    BEST MANAGER

    "It's not my fault, you know," Tarzan hissed, his voice low and strained. "You're just super irresistible." Lena laughed softly, her hand finally slipping beneath the waistband of his boxers and wrapping around his thick, heated length. He was heavy in her palm, and she began to stroke him slowly, her thumb swiping across the slick tip with deliberate precision. "Lena," he groaned, his head falling back against the headrest. "Fuck—your palm feels so good—" His eyes squeezed shut, his breathing already ragged. "Look at me," she murmured, her voice a velvet command. "I want to see your face." He didn't argue. Instead, his hands found her, tugging her closer so he could bury his face against her neck with a low, open-mouthed groan. Then he moved lower, his fingers finding the zipper of her dress and dragging it down with impatient haste. He pulled the fabric aside, finally exposing her breasts. His mouth closed over a peaked nipple with a hungry, wet suck that made her gasp sha

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    LATE

    Tarzan turned to her, but before he could reply, Lena leaned in, cupped his face, and pressed her mouth to his. For a heartbeat, Tarzan stayed completely still. He hadn't expected her to kiss him so suddenly. His lips didn't move, but his breath caught. The muscles in his jaw tightened under her palm, as if he were wrestling something inside himself. Then, slowly—almost reluctantly—he kissed her back. The pressure was careful at first, restrained, but it deepened when her fingers slid into his hair and she made a small, broken sound against his mouth. When they finally parted, only a breath of space remained between them. Tarzan's voice came quietly. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I am too selfish to let you go… even if I think I don’t deserve you anymore.” Lena smiled softly. “You deserve me,” she said firmly, the words almost a scold. “So quit saying that.” A soft pout formed on her lips, equal parts stubborn and vulnerable. The corner of Tarzan’s mouth lifted. It was a smile, b

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    NOT DESERVING YOU

    “Being in the past doesn’t change anything,” he replied, voice low and flat.Lena’s breath caught. She shifted closer, forcing softness into her tone even as her chest tightened.“Tarzan… please. That’s enough. Let’s not do this. It’s all in the past now. Let’s focus on the future. I’m not angry about it. I know it hurts to see you with other women, but I never once blamed you. I always knew something must have driven you to it.”She reached out and laid her hand gently over his, the gesture almost automatic—anger at Andrés momentarily forgotten.Tarzan didn’t pull away at first. Then, with his free hand, he carefully lifted her fingers and set them back beside her. The movement was quiet and polite.But most of all, hurtful.Lena’s heart slammed against her ribs. She stared at her own hand as if it had betrayed her.*Did he just… put my hand away so I couldn’t touch him?*“Tarzan?” Her voice sharpened, cracking at the edges. Tears already blurred her vision. “What are you doing? Did

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A PROPER ONE

    LENA'S POVMy cheeks were still warm long after we pulled apart.The kiss had been soft, almost reverent, yet it left my racing in a wild, joyful rhythm I couldn’t quite tame. I buried my face deeper into the enormous bouquet he’d brought me, inhaling the sweet, heady fragrance of fresh roses and

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    YOUR TYPE

    I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my ribs.Tarzan just sat there, arms crossed over that broad chest, the black nose mask and cap making him look more like a celebrity dodging paparazzi than a cousin paying a visit.Oh God, make him play along. Please.My marriage is about to be restored

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    CRASH OUT

    LENA'S POV What a day... I drifted through the rest of my shift like a shadow, barely present. Julia and the girls noticed. They gently pulled me aside and told me to take a break—they'd cover for me, they wouldn't say anything to the boss since she's still on maternity leave. I whispered a sh

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I MISSED HIM

    I removed the lingerie and carried my heavy legs to the bathroom to take a bath before cooking something to eat.A bath will calm my nerves a little, I told myself.I turned on the bathroom light and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible, just as I had expected. The makeup was ruined—bl

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