All Chapters of Forbidden Agreements: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

"Don't move!" Moreau instinctively handed over the order after detecting a faint evasive movement from her stepfather. She was already trying to tiptoe higher and the man's reluctance would only make her actions futile. "Look down a little, Abi." Or like this would be fairer. Moreau pulled the two sides of the leather jacket over Abihirt's body, so that her stepfather would bend down, then shr could more freely apply the sunscreen on the man's face. They were going to the shopping center for this and she wouldn't let Abihirt just refuse. Refuse after they got here. Now her stepfather had found the answer; where was the best place for them to go. The desert. And what she wanted most was to ride a camel, but before that, Moreau would be happy if they explored the sand under the hot sun. Just need to convince her stepfather to get a little more used to having something new on his body. Sunscreen wasn't too bad and would certainly protect the

"Are you sure you're just going to lead me? Don't want to ride the camel with me?" They had traveled too far. Moreau herself was not sure if her stepfather would be able to go any longer. The man was really just leading. Walking beside the camel, through the long stretches of desert, while she rode quietly and occasionally watching Abihirt when the man looked particularly sweaty. There was one part—absolutely nothing Moreau could miss. Abihirt's skin looked pure. The tip of the man's nose was flushed. A miraculous reaction where the scorching heat made her stepfather look like a baby in the morning sun. Moreau didn't know if she should smile. Continue to admire. Or force Abihirt to be agreeable. There was still no response and it didn't look like it was going to be easy. "Don't tell me you can't bear it. I mean, riding a camel," she spoke without thinking it would catch Abihirt's attention. Her stepather's face immediately lifted. This time Moreau was

"You look like a villain, you know that?" Moreau commented absentmindedly as she was still digging through her stepfather's phone to choose which photos to keep and which not to. Though in truth almost nothing was left out, as she liked almost all of Ahmed's shots. Even the last portrait with the shocked facial expression was so obvious; where Abihirt's stance really made Moreau's face sink between the man's clamped arms. She silently smiled thinking back to the incident. Thinking if her stepfather was a typical ignorant person. Only given the cover of an iceberg to not melt away. However, this was the second time Moreau had found Abihirt to be loose with pure self-control. Certainly not randomly guessing. After all, they decided to return to the hotel as soon as the man made sure she was satisfied, even if she was not. Just didn't want to risk the tendrils of her realizing Abihirt was exhausted. The image of the last time they decided to go to the movies

Moreau knew Abihirt would need a cell phone there. It seemed to have been abandoned for so long. She swallowed harshly watching the man's forehead furrow deeply, as if he was feeling odd and indeed.... Moreau suddenly realized something. She had forgotten to return Abihirt's phone to normal settings. Just as those gray eyes looked up at her, her gaze immediately changed places. At the very least, so that they would not make eye contact, as she was nervous with tense shoulders. "You borrowed my phone not just to look at photos?" Abihirt's question sounded rather corny. That was true. However, Moreau did not want to rush in as if she had made a fatal mistake. "Nope. I was actually just looking at my photos." Ego forbade her from admitting something so freely, but the urge within her had reminded her if and when... Abihirt was not the type of man to be easily fooled. It was evident from the gray eyes that stared with constant appraisal, though it was cer

"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