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2026-07-27 16:38:02
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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,
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty One: Your number
OPHELIA. It's the Hulk guy. The same terrifyingly massive man I'd seen at the boxing match. I can hear Gia saying something, but whatever she's shouting is drowned out by the music and the growing noise of the crowd. I have no idea what the guy says to the Hulk guy. I only see the Hulk guy's expression change, and then his fist connects with the guy's face. “Oh my God!” The guy staggers backward, and a collective gasp ripples through the people surrounding them. Gia screams something, but before she can get closer, the Hulk guy takes another step toward him. The guy barely manages to steady himself before the Hulk guy grabs him by the front of his shirt, pulling him forward with such force that his feet nearly leave the ground. My stomach drops as I watch the Hulk guy's muscles tense, and then he slams the man's face against a nearby glass table. I instinctively cover my mouth, my heart slamming against my ribs as I stare in horror. “Theo!” Gia screams. That s
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Twenty: Hulk Guy
OPHELIA.“Lia! Lia! Lia!” Gia cheers, laughing as she holds up another shot glass in front of me and shakes it impatiently.The club is so loud that I can already feel a headache coming. Music blasts through the speakers, bodies are pressed together on the dance floor, and colorful lights flash across the room every few seconds.People are laughing, shouting, dancing, and drinking all around us, and normally, I would probably feel overwhelmed by being surrounded by so many strangers, but tonight, I don't seem to care. Maybe it's the alcohol slowly taking effect, or maybe I'm simply having too much fun to worry about anything else.“Come on!” Gia shouts, leaning closer so I can hear her over the music. “Don't be boring. Drink it!”“I think I've had enough,” I tell her, hiccuping again as I stare at the shot in her hand.Gia immediately shakes her head.“Nope. Absolutely not.” She pushes the shot toward me again, her grin widening when I finally take it from her. “One more, Lia, then we
The Playboy's Fake Plus-Size Girlfriend Nineteen: Seven Inches
OPHELIA. Killian hasn't texted or called me back. Did I cross a line? Is he angry with me? Or worse, is he disgusted? Maybe the thought of being intimate with someone like me is something he can't even consider, even if our relationship is fake. The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I feel, because what was I even thinking when I asked him that? I should have kept my mouth shut, but now it's too late, and I can't take it back. Worse, I can't shake the uncomfortable feeling that I've somehow ruined whatever strange, comfortable friendship had started growing between us. The loud sound of people cheering suddenly pulls me out of my thoughts. I blink and look up, finally paying attention to my surroundings, and realize just how loud the arena has become. The crowd is shaking the place with their screams, chanting the same name over and over again as the announcer declares the huge, muscular man in the ring the winner. I still can't believe I actually agreed to co
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