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Nine: The Party
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2026-07-30 21:37:08
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The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Seven: Punishment
OPHELIA."The number you dialed is unreachable."I lower my phone from my ear and sigh, staring at the screen in frustration.Another flash of lightning lights up the dark sky, and I flinch before the thunder follows, making me clutch my phone tighter.The rain comes down even harder as I continue walking along the dark street, soaking me completely until my clothes are drenched and my hair sticks to my face.There isn't a single car around, and I haven't seen one person since I left. I've been trying to call an Uber, but there's no service, and no matter how many times I refresh the app, nothing works. I even tried calling Gia, but that didn't go through either.How am I going to get home?I shouldn't have left without Killian.I dial Gia's contact again, but the call doesn't even connect. I let out another frustrated sigh, staring at the screen as I fight the sudden urge to throw my phone onto the road.Headlights suddenly appear in the distance.I step toward the road and raise one
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Six: Bewitched
KILLIAN. "Who's she?" Evelyn asks as she slowly turns her attention toward Ophelia, looking her up and down with an expression of pure disgust. The sight makes something hot crawl up the back of my neck. I tighten my grip around Ophelia's hand. "I hope the rumors and those videos I've been seeing aren't true," Evelyn continues, finally dragging her eyes away from Ophelia and looking at me. "Eve—" "They're true," I cut in. My father's mouth closes. "The rumors are true. The videos are real. Ophelia and I are together." Evelyn's eyes widen. "What?" she whispers. "What the hell do you mean, you're together?! I'm your fiancée, Killian! Your fucking fiancée!" A bitter laugh escapes me. "Are you my fiancée?" I ask, tilting my head as I stare at her, fighting back the urge not to gag. "Because I don't remember agreeing to that. Did I consent to this engagement, Evelyn? Was I standing in the room when our fathers made the decision? Did anyone bother asking me what I wanted? Did I pu
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Five: My Girl
Hey everyone,Just a quick note before you dive into this chapter...I've been dealing with a pretty rough illness and I'm still not fully recovered, but I didn't want to leave you all hanging, so I pushed through and got this chapter typed up for you.Please bear with me if updates are a little slower than usual while I recover. I appreciate your patience and all the support more than you know.Thank you for sticking with me and this story ❤️---------------------------------OPHELIA."You know, Ophelia, I have to admit that I don't understand this relationship," Killian's father says, cutting into his food without even looking up at me."I know the kind of women he's attracted to and the kind of women he usually dates. He has always preferred slim, beautiful women, so I don't understand why he'd suddenly choose to date a fat, plain girl like you."My hand freezes around my champagne glass."Watch your mouth, Father." Killian's voice is sharp enough to make me flinch. "I don't give a
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Four: Meeting His Father
OPHIELA.“Good evening, Young Master Killian. Good evening, Miss.”The butler's warm greeting pulls me out of my thoughts, and I immediately offer him a polite smile without letting go of Killian's hand.“Good evening,” I say softly, glancing at Killian beside me.He'd barely spoken during the entire drive here, and the whole time, he'd been sitting beside me with his body tense.I'd tried talking to him a few times, but his answers had been cold and short, and when we finally got out of the car, I noticed the slight tremble in his fingers, so I slipped my fingers between his and held his hand.Thankfully, it seemed to help because his fingers slowly stopped trembling, and he gave my hand a small squeeze in return.Killian turns his head slightly toward me, and before I can ask if he's alright, he leans closer, his lips brushing near my ear as he whispers, “Don't be nervous, okay? I'm right here with you. If you get uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll drive you home.”His fingers tig
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Three: Mother's Orders
Content WarningThis chapter contains emotional abuse, body shaming, parental coercion, pressure to engage in non-consensual sexual activity, and the use of a substance intended to impair consent.___________________________OPHELIA“Tighter, tighter! Ophelia, pull your chest in!”I immediately suck in a breath, my fingers curling nervously around the sides of my dress as the woman behind me struggles with the zipper.My shoulders tense when she gives it another careful tug, and I stare at my reflection in the mirror, trying not to look as uncomfortable as I feel. My cheeks grow hotter when the zipper stops halfway up my back.“Stop moving so she can get it up properly!” Mamma snaps.I press my lips together and obey, sucking in my stomach until my lungs begin to ache.The woman gives the zipper another pull, and I hear the tiny sound of the teeth struggling to come together. I keep my eyes fixed on the mirror, refusing to meet Mamma’s gaze.“Honestly, Ophelia, I don’t understand why
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty Two: The Apology
KILLIAN."It's for the headache." I hold the pills out to Ophelia along with the glass of water. "Considering how much shit you drank tonight, it'll help keep the hangover from kicking your ass."She's sitting on the edge of the guest bed, her knees pressed together, my old hockey shirt swallowing her frame, the collar slipping off one shoulder and exposing a small strip of skin that immediately draws my eyes.My fingers itch to touch it, to pull the collar back into place, or maybe do the exact opposite and see how much farther it would fall. I curl my fingers into my palm instead.She takes the pills from my palm without arguing, her fingers brushing mine, and a small jolt travels straight up my arm.She places the pills on her tongue, then gulps down the glass of water, swallowing quickly before lowering it with a small grimace, her nose scrunching up."Gross," she mutters, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.I almost smile at that."This is your room for tonight," I say,
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