All Chapters of Forbidden Agreements: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Sitting alone, beautiful?" "Holly shit!" A man was just about to put an ass next to an empty seat. However, he suddenly cursed as Moreau looked over thoughtfully. Was there some kind of crisis, and the man wasn't trying to solve it instead of just making sure the wish was fulfilled? Moreau wondered incomprehensibly. Struggling hard not to think about the part she felt would be difficult. Now, deliberately letting the man get so close. Not saying anything was left, as if there were indeed lumps to hide. "Why are you looking at me like I'm a monster?" Couldn't stand it. Moreau finally asked the question, though every now and then she would look back to find Juan moving his body to the extreme, then the man beside her just trying to find something to say. "You're the girl Abi took to the hotel room that time, right?"

"What a surprise that you actually came. Otherwise, I would have brought her to my bed. I could barely contain my arousal as I gazed at her beautiful, sweet face." It was a special kind of surprise to realize Abihirt was towering over him with such a sharp and serious expression. There was no response when Roki finished the sentence. He had to chuckle at the way Abihirt removed the few strands of hair that had fallen over Moreau's face. It was so gentle that the touch moved to the arm resting on the table. "She came here alone?" The first time Abihirt finally asked the question, but Roki merely shrugged, slowly shifting his gaze in one direction. Juan was stomping enthusiastically with a few other men down there, enjoying the music too much to notice that anyone else was here. "If that bastard comes lo

There was no better memory for Moreau to retrieve when she woke up and found herself in bed. The dizziness in her head was excruciating, even as Moreau tried to adjust her sitting position. She winced. The atmosphere around the room tended to be different. Stupidly, it didn't immediately make her look around, so she was immediately surprised to find Abihirt there, sleeping on the sofa-still so soundly. What happened last night? Moreau wondered almost without a clue. she could never remember a time when the man was willing to stay away from her bed. Abihirt could choose to sleep amongst the remaining space on the next bed, as he often did, and when he didn't this time... it was quite something in Moreau's mind. She searched for answers, but didn't want to overstep her bounds. There was no privilege in her to end up at such a point of bravery. Abihi

"Mr. Lincoln will be back in a few minutes after the meeting." Moreau understood that her stepfather was involved in important business, just never thought that she was coming at an inopportune time, especially... it would make Juan wait at the training center for longer than expected, even though she had made sure it would not be long. Yes. However, there was no telling how far off 'a few minutes' the woman in front of her was referring to as she led Moreau through a brilliantly glass-lined hallway. "You can wait here, Miss Riveri." Moreau stared nervously, almost tracing the spot she had been directed to. The dark-haired woman, covered in neat coils at the crown of her head smiled immediately, then said goodbye. Only ushering then left Moreau alone with the one person there, to be slightly surprised after trying hard to recall the rest of

Moreau's bright blue irises traced every detail on Roki's face with determination. She wanted to see if the man had any guilt after saying that or anything else. However, there was none. There was nothing left that she could find. Moreau took a breath, intending to say something-but was stopped by someone's firm steps. "What are you both talking about?" Abihirt was already towering over her with the appearance of never failing. Moreau almost froze, but then she quickly realized she had Roki talking, approaching the man who seemed reluctant to respond. Perhaps he should just... say something. "I don't remember inviting you to my office today." Abihirt made a statement, but the odd grin on Roki's face was like the demeanor of a sycophant, which Moreau knew the man had just recently, vigorously talked about her stepfather, even if it wasn't too bad news. "You know what I want to do when I come to your office." Moreau almost took a deep breath digesting Roki's statement there.