All Chapters of Forbidden Agreements: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

"Why doesn't Abi want to lend you the money?" Some money had been taken out in cash and the man asked as he counted out a few bills that were classified as such. Barbara folded her arms across her chest as she observed Samuel's every action before her. She chuckled as she considered her answer, and indeed there was a serious admission that could not be hidden. "Abi has big expenses per year, it makes him more careful when taking action. He's realistic enough to know that the loan won't be paid back anytime soon. I certainly can't avoid the decisions Abi makes. He knew I would be angry, but he didn't care. Instead, the money was used to silence me." At least, that's what Barbara thought these days. She understood that her husband had substantial value, inviolable. Any method of negotiation would not be able to persuade any kind of understanding that the man had decided on. There was no hope if Samuel was still overwhelmed

Moreau shook her head instinctively. "I brought my own car. Can't come with you," she said as a subtle refusal, though it was impossible to look forward to a time when Abihirt had no alternative. "Gabriel." Because Abihirt even involved someone; an extra. The man Moreau sometimes accidentally met, now, unexpectedly exited her stepfather's Rolls Royce. "Give your key to Gabriel and get in the car." Moreau held her breath for a moment, not knowing how to come up with another excuse. She couldn't possibly say something clichéd, while no tolerance limit could be crossed so quickly. Abihirt's gray eyes were still looking serious and seemed to be in a bad mood. "Mr. Lincoln, I'm sorry if I disturbed you. But there's something we need to talk about for a moment. Hope you don't mind. I was... just now, accidentally looking at Moreau's cell phone wallpaper. She took a picture with a cute panda. She said... you keep it in the back of the house. If you don't mind, can I visit once in a

Moreau's eyebrows rose high. Wondering when Abihirt had ever been in a good mood, meaning one that the man never really showed. Wasn't there always something to hide? That was if she didn't get the knot wrong, but Moreau wouldn't think too far ahead. Emma was probably right. Abihirt had a habit of being unpredictable. She did not want to face her stepfather who was suddenly in a drastic and irritating change."Will you accompany me to his room?" Again. This time Moreau tried her luck. She hoped Emma would agree, but the middle-aged woman shook her head uncomfortably. "I still have some business in the kitchen, Miss. Excuse me." Emma smiled, giving Moreau no choice but to then, eventually, walk off towards a destination. She had no interest, but this was the way things were going to be. There was no choice. It was not her decision to make. In fact, this was a serious emphasis. Must understand after getting her position clearly

Moreau closed her eyes. Her stepfather's touch forced her to press the man's face deeper. Savoring every bit of it; it felt like a wild fuck offer. Even she only flinched briefly when the man turned her body to face the bathroom wall. Then ducked back down only to fondle the wet recess and leave a blushing bite there. Moreau's palms were glued to the bathroom wall with the need to turn half a face away, waiting for Abihirt to remove the one remaining cloth on his own body, after the man had even left her completely naked. It seemed so hurried that Moreau didn't realize that Abihirt's palm, right now, wanted to wrap around her much smaller hand. The man was preparing something. A moment to stroke that rock-solid dick. How hard it felt under the crack of Moreau's leg. She swallowed roughly feeling the intimate penetration. Biting her lip involuntarily as Abihirt tentatively entered her The man moved slowly, addin

Dinner was over. However, there seemed to be no good prospects for Abihirt to abort. Moreau gasped when suddenly the man flopped down on her back on the bed without warning, then the sound of the bed slowly covering the air. She had time to negotiate and the end was always the same. Stunned to find Abihirt's body so close. They made eye contact briefly, but another shock came when Moreau felt a light touch, which embraced her, including when the man placed his face... overlapping on the surface of her bra-less breasts. Only an oversized black T-shirt was finished and Moreau felt a little disapproving. "What are you doing, Abi? I'm not here to make you comfortable," she said while looking straight up at the ceiling of the room. Damn it, Abihirt did not step aside at all, instead one of the man's hands moved, resting exactly on the other's breast, squeezing slightly and making Moreau swallow harshly. "You're not doing this because you saw my mother an