The Quarterback's Plus Sized Obsession

Tori**“Why the hell are you here?”My Dad’s voice thunders through the living room before I even step fully into the house, and I freeze in the doorway.“D…dad,” my hands tremble as I clutch the hospital envelope against my chest. “Please, I just need you to listen to me—““Don’t you dare call me that!”His eyes rake over me with utter disgust, like I’m something unpleasant he accidentally stepped on. “I told you and your mother never to show up here again. So what the fuck are you doing at my house? Huh?”The words stab deeper than I expected, but I swallow the pain and step forward anyway.“I know,” my voice cracks, “I know I’m not the daughter you always wanted.”That part has never been a secret.My father sighs impatiently, already turning away like I’m wasting his time.“But please, Mum is really sick and I need all the help I can get.”He stops, and for one fragile second, hope sparks in my chest. Then he turns back slowly, and his face quickly turns back to that same cold and

Tori**The cab slows to a stop the moment we stop at the address Mia texted to me earlier. “Here we are, Miss.” the driver says casually.“You can do this, Tori,” I mutter to myself as my fingers tighten around the strap of my bag. I close my eyes and take a shaky breath, then I open the door. The night air hits my face as I step out of the cab, by the time I reach the entrance, my pulse is racing. I swallow hard and push the door open.The moment I step inside, everything changes.Music vibrates through the air—low, deep, vibrating through my chest. Followed by the scent of perfume and alcohol that fills my nose instantly.“Hey girl!”I turn at the sound of a familiar voice to see Mia.She’s walking toward me with a confident stride, dressed like she owns this entire club. “Perfect timing, I was just about calling you.”“Mia… I—” the words get stuck in my throat, but I force them out. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”She waves a hand dismissively.“Girl! Relax. There’s

Tori**My head is still spinning, and no matter how many times I blink, the person standing in front of me doesn’t change.Out of everyone in this world to blackmail me.It had to be this devil?“What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?” A cold smile slowly spreads across his face as he watches the shock settle into me, like he’s enjoying every second of it. “H…how did you get that video?” I force the words out, my voice unsteady despite my effort to control it.For a moment, he doesn’t utter a word. Then, he tilts his head slightly, as if deciding whether I’m even worth answering. “I went out to have some fun at a club as usual last night,” he begins casually. “But then…I came across something even more fun,” he continues, letting out a faint laugh. “Dancing shamelessly for men who happen to find someone like you…attractive.”Heat rushes to my face instantly the moment he utters those words, humiliation burning through me so quickly it almost makes me dizzy. But I force myself to act com