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Forbidden Agreements Favor
"You're not too busy today, are you, Moreau? I wanted to ask you a favor." Moreau raised one eyebrow high, trying to ascertain what Barbara's purpose was in deciding to come to her at this time of day. In the woman's hands were several files wrapped together in a folder. Perhaps it was too important that the expression on her face looked around, as if searching for various ways to solve the problem. Moreau held her breath for a moment, letting it out almost without giving a hint. She had not forgotten that the woman's appearance here was to finalize the plan made with someone on the phone last night. While trying to forget the odd look on Barbara's face. Moreau resumed the activity of arranging sprig after sprig of lily flowers mixed with chrysanthemums and red carnations. The combination of several flowers... offered peace, love and admiration. It was something she had always done in the past year to remember someone. Her work about to be done, she glanced at Barbara still wait
Last Updated : 2024-08-05Forbidden Agreements Coming
Moreau's arm was outstretched, tentatively placing the bouquet of flowers she had made next to the headstone bearing the name of her father, Jeremias Riveri, with a feeling of either awe or bewilderment. Moreau breaks into a faint smile. Her fingertips rubbed the smooth ceramic surface in a careful and gentle gesture. She did not bring a gift. Didn't know what to choose. It would always be with a request. Moreau would ask and her father would answer-what the man wanted, and what patterned wrapping paper to use. This second time around the birthday celebration felt different, but Moreau took the initiative towards something. On the way to the cemetery, she stopped for a few moments to pick out a cake covered in melted cream. Her father loved chocolate and Moreau had bought a cake with dark sprinkles. She involuntarily smiled back as she opened the box. The lighter was already in hand. Just needed to light a fire, or sing. Moreau's shoulders shook as she imagined what if people saw
Last Updated : 2024-08-05Forbidden Agreements In Danger
The car was parked neatly. Moreau glanced around the corner of the basement of the hotel located in the city center. She half wondered if perhaps she had made a wrong trip. Perhaps a little confusion was trying to keep reality from slipping away? Almost too many doubts lingered in Moreau's mind, but she tried hard to deny them. There was no way Barbara could have given a false address. Supposedly, she didn't. Hadn't she also added that the meeting with Mr. Halland would take place at the hotel restaurant? Moreau snorted rudely, admitting that it was she who had taken the woman's conversation last night on the phone too seriously. For a moment her eyes glanced at the passenger seat. Something there had been so prepared. Hoping this would be over soon. It should really be over. Slowly Moreau loosened her grip on the steering wheel, she didn't even realize she was gripping tightly. It was because the worry was overwhelming and the tension was trying to force her to give up. This was
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Forbidden Agreements Almost
An irritating chuckle, to a satisfied tone like a thunderous lightning strike. Moreau ducked deeply to avoid any kiss from landing there. She even loudly shouted out to whoever might come to stop the insolent bastard when the man's lips were about to touch her cheek. "Let go!" Once again Moreau was still rebelling. Her one hand clenched tightly instinctively slammed into Mr. Halland's jaw. The man snarled, though it was by no means the end of the devious actions the man was revealing. Moreau winced at the demand that turned into a rough grip. She did not want to be dragged into a room when the door was already open. Still trying to pull herself back, a sudden hard blow left an unexpected wake, Mr. Halland's body tumbling down in a near collision with the hotel hallway floor. "Abi." Moreau muttered involuntarily. She was a little surprised. However, tentatively taking a distance as her stepfather seemed to still be e
Last Updated : 2024-08-06Forbidden Agreements Get Carried Away
Something inside Moreau tried to caution. However, passion had grown so wild. This was not the first time. She could feel how much her stepfather wanted to make the same mistake and take things too far. The fingers of Moreau's hand traveled unconsciously to Abihirt's nape. She held the man for a moment longer as a soft bite transformed into something electrifying. Completely surrendered... not for long as Abihirt was in a hurry to remove the black sabrina dress on her body, a knee-length dress that was faintly revealed. This need felt like it had to be fulfilled. Moreau kept her eyes closed as her stepfather's mouth kissed around her breasts. The man has even stripped off her bra of a matching color, to the point of squeezing next to Moreau's breasts so vigorously. The size of the hand was just right and steady. Abihirt really left a burning sensation. "Abi ...." M
Last Updated : 2024-08-07Forbidden Agreements Unfocused
"We're done for today, team." Moreau's breath caught in her throat when the coach's voice finally ended the long training session. She jumped down immediately following Juan's loosening grip on her hips. They stared at each other, then compactly skated, skates scraping across the ice, toward Anitta on the sidelines with lines all over the surface. Moreau knew what she was getting into. The expression on Anitta's face was a little more serious than the first time they met after a week ago. She might have noticed something odd, hence Moreau's early reprimands. Really, she was trying to focus, but the image of Abihirt's face and their romance in the hotel room was still a mystery that sprouted ferociously. There was barely a pause and Moreau felt quite tired of being ambushed by feelings of guilt towards her mother, the woman who had clearly gotten herself into mischief, had she not deliberat
Last Updated : 2024-08-07Forbidden Agreements Impromptu trial
"You might not mind telling me a story, Barbara?" "Tell you what?" Something Moreau had never dealt with... was when her stepfather seemed to be offering something, but Barbara was asking questions as if the woman was dealing with ambiguous feelings and had actually been staring at Abihirt with a big question mark on the top of her head, to the point of a confused expression. "About the meeting at the hotel this morning." Woe. Moreau's breath caught in the face of Abihirt's deep, hoarse voice, which had released the grip on her wrist, and was now seriously awaiting an answer from Barbara even though the woman sometimes opened her lips, then closed them again, as if she was afraid-or perhaps thinking of something else. However, Moreau couldn't just keep her head down, while she knew where Abihirt was going; about the conversation with Mr. Halland, which Moreau shouldn't be having. She swallowed harshly d
Last Updated : 2024-08-08Forbidden Agreements At First
"Please make a glass of hot tea for Abi... I have to go to my room for a while and will be back soon." Those were Barbara's words a few moments ago. Moreau thought her mother still had the need to explain everything that had unfolded last night. However, it seemed like she had guessed wrong when she found her mother walking while clinging to the arm of Abihirt, a perfectly built man in a navy blue suit. Although there was no denying the cold expression on his face, it was a stark contrast to the woman who pulled out a chair and invited her husband to sit down. "I've made tea for you, Abi. Drink up." There was something odd here. Moreau looked at Barbara a little incredulously. The woman confessed, even the tea Moreau had prepared earlier, the tea in front of Abihirt right now, wa
Last Updated : 2024-08-08
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Forbidden Agreements Last
[Abi, can I borrow your phone to send you my pictures from the desert ....] Barbara's whole body boiled at the thought of what her logic was unraveling. Abihirt said that the man was still in Dubai; he would be home soon, but it was surprising to find Moreau's voice sneaking in between their conversation. This could not be regretted. No matter how much Barbara tried to deny it. She had sifted through everything that had happened there, clearly... very clearly that Moreau needed photos in the desert to send to the girl's cell phone. Probably no further explanation of what had actually happened was expected. Hell, Barbara hadn't even said a word and demanded that Abihirt talk about everything her husband had been hiding, including when Abihirt claimed to be unaware of Moreau's whereabouts the last time she had called the man while talking about her daughter's whereabouts. However, the call was unexpectedly dropped. Really, Barbara couldn't accept that one lit
Forbidden Agreements Ending?
However, for a moment Moreau turned her head towards herstep father when she touched the doorknob. Abihirt unexpectedly grabbed the man's cell phone on the nightstand. Perhaps there was an important rush, which indirectly reminded Moreau that there was one thing—she had forgotten to say to her stepfather. This wouldn't take long. She would just wash her face with a splash of water, then return to the man. Indeed, not for long. When Moreau looked at her reflection in the mirror, the first thing she did was take a deep breath. All the devices here belonged only to Abihirt. She would brush her teeth, later, at home. Now it was best to approach the man on the bed. Suddenly Moreau's inner explosion became enthusiastic. She had been looking forward to sending pictures in the desert that day, after starting to operate the new cell phone her stepfather had given her. Hoping Abihirt wouldn't mind when she mentioned her wildly raging goals. Moreau hurriedly crossed t
Forbidden Agreements Beside Him
Although it wasn't .... Moreau felt something heavy pressing around her body. She blinked a few times to realize that the habitual light from the window was trying to penetrate through the dangling curtains. It was already morning. It seemed like last night's request for sleep had put her into a deep slumber. Moreau would have nothing to say about that. It was all in the past and there was no need to relive something that always ended in uncertainty in the end. As she tried to shift, she sucked in as much air as she could, wanting to stretch her stiff bones a little, but soon realized that there was hardly any room to move. Someone seemed to have trapped her; inhaling the masculine scent that rushed in, until Moreau unintentionally touched a strand of hair—it felt smooth, and she kept brushing her palm gently there. This seemed to leave a certain sensation, not knowing why the corners of her lips instinctively curled up slightly; perhaps it was because she
Forbidden Agreements About the Feelings
"Why do you keep squeezing me like this?" It took a lot of courage and determination for Moreau to finally ask the question in a half-whisper. She wanted to look back, but the clear presence of Abihirt's face made their cheeks touch. The man would certainly not say anything. Moreau instinctively let out a rough breath; letting Abihirt position himself better and now the man's face was almost trapped in the crook of her neck. Abihirt was not sleeping. That was the least Moreau could feel. Probably not going to fall asleep anytime soon either, though the man admitted to not doing much of anything himself after their long journey. After all, there were things left between them that Moreau wasn't going to just reveal. It was still about Froy and she would try to find clues. "I thought of something." Moreau began with a sense of alarm rising swiftly in her mind. When Abihirt walked into the trap, she was sure the man wouldn't suddenly become very quiet.
Forbidden Agreements He's Different
It was fun teasing Abihirt. That was how Moreau felt. This time she was really daring. Really going to be defiant with her stepfather and tentatively tugging at the fabric to leave only a contrasting lacy undergarment. Letting a pause occur for a moment, then hesitantly glancing at Abihirt as she had to carefully cover some parts of her body in front of the man. She was the one trying to provoke something to explode in Abihirt, but didn't want her mother's husband to be brutalized and left unrescued. Now, as she slowly inserted her hands into the holes of the cloth—wearing the T-shirt given by the man appropriately. It was done. Moreau's body was wrapped. She seemed to be drowning. Immediately looked down and witnessed how the edge of the cloth was definitely touching her thighs. Abihirt correctly guessed not to add pants. Just a thin satin undergarment and it made Moreau feel comfortable. "I'm going to bed now," she said, hurriedly looking up, only to find
Forbidden Agreements Maybe?
Moreau looked down; realizing that she needed to do the same, but her suitcase and all her new clothes, which he had prepared when they were about to head to Dubai, were still in the car. Abihirt had given no clue about the items left outside. Perhaps he would prepare them later, when they were fully prepared and Moreau only had to wait for him to finish the remaining parts. She would not sit idly by, soon catching up to wake up and applying attention to the last time Barbara's husband's sturdy shoulders were still visible behind. Perhaps too presumptuous. Yes, it was. However, it was better than never. Every detail of Abihirt's actions was so unpredictable. The man had dressed up in an instant right there. That, at least, needed to be emphasized. There was nothing to regret, even though Moreau felt very nervous as those gray eyes stared at her intently. "You said you were still sleepy. Why aren't you sleeping?" Abihirt's deep, hoarse voice sounded as if a mistak
Forbidden Agreements Cozy
"I'm so sleepy and lazy to walk, can you just carry me?" Moreau did not want to take this too far when she could hardly protest to her stepfather; regarding the man's decision to be here, in the courtyard of the luxurious mansion, instead of returning to the house where they lived. Perhaps this would be enough of an understanding. Abihirt also did not show any reluctance to simply comply with what she had just tried to initiate between them, which silently made Moreau curl her lips slightly after detecting how the man got out of the car, then took a stance of taking her body—clinging tightly with both hands fully attached there. Moreau instinctively held on to her stepfather's neck. She looked up. Admiring every detail on the man's face. There was almost nothing to miss. It felt nice to imagine being on a date and Abihirt being a good lover, doing what she wanted. Though... that might not be true. That man was still her stepfather. He would always b
Forbidden Agreements Barbara's plan
"I was just wondering how I could change my husband. What do you think about having child?" Barbara asked slowly. There was a look of regret when she said this. Samuel wouldn't understand her and she had no intention of telling him more. "A child from me or Abi?" Instead of offering suggestions, the man asked as if there were so many options, but Barbara needed to pick one. Yes, only one and no one could change the game she was about to start. "It's definitely Abi. He's my husband," she said indisputably. "But I touch you a lot." Woe betide her; Samuel had a way of simply knocking down the hopes she had built up on so many levels. Barbara exhaled harshly; feeling the need to raise the prospect of reality not being forgotten. "Even though you touch me often. Still, Abi is my husband. He touches me too. You're even." "Not even. You yourself admitted that Abi has been busy with a lot of work lately and it made you look for an escape. I've al
Forbidden Agreements Cruise Ship
"Do you like cruise ship travel, Honey?" The sea breeze rushed across the surface of Barbara's body, leaving a sweeping impression that was too forced, but she was enjoying every bit of it here with Samuel and he had just whispered very softly in her face. Barbara smiled slightly at the feel of the man's arms reaching out tentatively, until the moving face had nuzzled around her neck. "Don't you do that, Sam!" warned Barbara after detecting that Samuel was about to take a dangerous action. She didn't want him to leave a reddish mark and if there was ever an urge to return home, she feared she would not be able to hide it from Abihirt's view. There was no word from her cold husband after the last time they had a phone conversation. Even Barbara needed to be pushed through a determined struggle until Abihirt was willing to accept a voice call and even then they spoke all too briefly. She was not satisfied yet. A little unwilling that Abihirt had gone on a trip to Dubai when s
