LOGINShare
Keep Her
Last Updated:
2024-11-27 12:57:03"You mean, my mother is doing anything that could be called cheating?" asked Moreau not with any inclination to be sure, as if something was trying to urge her to fish for how far Abihirt could go.
It took a while before the deep, husky voice was heard. "What else could it be?" Abihirt was justifying anything. Anything that ended up being an odd blob in Moreau's mind. Not understanding why the man chose to remain silent when her stepfather was the most knowledgeable of Barbara's faults. And to underline, they were all in similar circles. Doing things not much different. Endless betrayals.However, it would be fairer not to delay the desire to know Abihirt's true reasons. Moreau swallowed roughly, momentarily making sure that she touched the man's shoulder. "You know everything my mother did behind your back, why not talk to her directly? At the very least, until my mother no longer has a relationship with Samuel." The pause between them was suddenly thi
Related chapters
Forbidden Agreements Laughing
"You'd better let me go back to my room," Moreau said slowly, slightly expecting Abihirt to release the man's arm restraints soon, but she saw no prospect that would happening. "I want you to sleep here." Instead, the whispered voice sounded hoarse as Abihirt barely kissed her earlobe. There was no telling how many times Moreau held her breath. She tried to stay sane while keeping the man from doing anything more serious. "I'm afraid of my mother." And even had to release such a confession while moving her mouth in front of her stepfather's lips. It only took one action, then Abihirt could finish the remaining part between them that was suspended in midair. "You said yourself that your mother is going with her business." "Yes. But that doesn't mean I will feel free. We never know what will happen. My mom could suddenly come back, whether it's because she left something behind or whatever. I don't want the incident on the balcony to happen again."
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Forbidden Agreements Get up
"Moreau ...." The voice was hoarse and deep, slow, like it was craving for her to be quiet. Now Moreau would not give up. Would not deliberately soak up the remnants of the voice while staring intently at her stepfather. Had Abihirt understood that they were supposed to enjoy life like this? She had never once witnessed the man laugh out loud. Indeed. Never, but here, there had to be a slight improvement. Which unfortunately must require special training just to express oneself. Moreau would not blame Abihirt if her stepfather was still quite stiff, no matter if it did not leave a sense of satisfaction. "Why, do you mind if I feel amused?" Yes, it should be fine to let them make eye contact longer. It was okay to try to understand each other's different situations. Moreau would let Abihirt wait for the right moments, until they were silent for an almost indeterminate amount of time.Suddenly... he dropped his mouth just in time to give her a kiss; first
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Forbidden Agreements Make Love
Moreau swallowed harshly, but couldn't help but notice the serious look on her handsome stepfather's face when the man took a sitting position so close together, even though Abihirt was positioned at a slight angle with one arm outstretched to touch some part of her body. "Open your legs." "What?" It was rash to ask a question. Moreau hoped that the man would elaborate on something. Something she still could not understand. There was no clue yet and Abihirt unexpectedly opened her legs wide. A touch from the fingertips that felt hot as if they were loaded seduced Moreau's body. She swallowed harshly again; looking up at Abihirt's face after being distracted for a moment. "What do you want?" She was worried about whatever it was, but soon found a faint grin under the flicker of the nightlight and indeed barely visible. "You're wet." The voice was husky and deep—so close, murmured, then made a circular motion on the upper corner of the swol
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Forbidden Agreements Don't Challenge Him
Moreau closed her eyes while biting her lips hard. She squirmed uncomfortably. Waiting for the moment where her stepfather would finish. However, perhaps Abihirt soon understood his own actions—just for a moment, deciding to take a pause while staring intently at her. "I hurt you so much?" That was what was questioned when Moreau barely had the best words to say. She nodded vaguely. Sure that Abihirt could notice every detail of her silent response in the middle of the dimly lit room. It was nothing. Moreau was not brave enough to protest too long. It was a risk and she had understood that from the beginning. It was unfair, but Abihirt's love for Barbara was the only thing she could not forget, even though the man's hips were soon moving slower; as if that part was a form of repair work in progress. Truly to make up for her stepfather's earlier behavior. "I tried not to be too harsh with you." Moreau did not know whether to believe this or not. She jus
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Forbidden Agreements Necklace
The bed rattled slightly, but Abihirt was more than careful when moving Moreau's body onto the mattress. The girl had been so sound asleep; as requested... this is what he did; positioning Moreau as comfortably as possible while spreading the thick blanket to cover the instinctively moving body. Not immediately walking away. Abihirt decided to simply sit on the edge of the bed for a while. Staring at the beautiful and innocent face that was closed while thinking about some things. Moreau had never known anything. Everything that turned out was a series of knots from events in the past. After all, this was how it was supposed to be. Everything was already done, just like Abihirt also knew nothing about his father's affair in the beginning. Like he was still too green to understand the civilization of marital conflict. Reality had all kinds of bitter sensations to be inhaled simultaneously. A woman loves her husband too much. Devoting life excessively with prospect
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Forbidden Agreements Really?
Realizing the extreme different situation made Moreau's body jolt slightly. She immediately got up. Taking in all the corners of the room where the room seemed so quiet. There was no one here, not even the man she had been with last time, although that was how it should be. They were not trying to be conspicuous—too risky. There was too much danger of repercussions, even though there was no telling how long it would all be okay. There was also no need to think about where Abihirt should go. Moreau slowly rubbed her rough face while wiping off the thick blanket. The man showed a caring attitude when he decided to actually bring her here? In her own room? There was no need to feel impressed or not. Moreau nonetheless started to make her way to the bathroom—getting everything ready after a long night. She wasn't going to stall for time, and that was evidenced by her efforts to be fresh. Perhaps Barbara wasn't home—not such an instant fear, as she didn't see anyone at
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Forbidden Agreements Something New
She and Juan got a surprise call to meet at the training center. At first Moreau thought there was something sudden that they couldn't guess, or some other danger that was never expected to show up in abundance. However, the knowledge of Abihirt's departure a moment ago, had left enough information in her mind to truly believe that all these coincidences connected them to a relevant interest. “What do you think your father was doing in Mr. Pablo's office earlier?” Juan's voice whispered very close and how Moreau could feel the man's touch instinctively on her shoulder. When she looked up, she found Juan's chin so close to the top of her head that she quickly pushed the man away by pressing the surface of his chest until Juan was pushed back an inch. “Maybe you shouldn't ask me that, Juan. Because I don't know why he was here when we were suddenly summoned.” Moreau took a few steps toward the empty bench—it would fit both her and Juan if the latter did the sa
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Forbidden Agreements Workout
Moreau waited for the right moment after her mother had left the house. Little did she know that Abihirt had not acted so conspicuously when he came home last night; acting as if nothing was hidden and they were getting along just fine. Something that wasn't quite fair. It should have been. However, there was nothing to be said. Moreau had no right to interfere. Didn't want to appear to be disapproving of Abihirt's decision, even though the significant reaction within her seemed to be an unsolvable crisis. She sighed—hoping it would help not to imagine anything. There was only one overall goal. To her, after some questioning, Caroline said Abihirt did not make morning runs or accompanying Chicao to playgrounds a routine to please the dog. It was information that immediately made Moreau understand where her stepfather was at the moment; a room transformed into a physical training center. She had seen Barbara leading some people through the renovation—even adding weights
Last Updated : 2024-12-01
Latest chapter
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
