All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

My ovulation felt more sensitive this time than ever, I thought, pressing a cool hand to my cheek. Well, when you’re around that particular temptation, what do you expect? Last night, a lot had happened. I’d made it to safety all because of him. He’d been my anchor in the chaos—just like he always was. How could I ever thank him? He always appeared right when I needed help, carrying my well-being as if it were his personal responsibility. A familiar, bitter guilt twisted in my stomach. And yet, all I could think of was running away, because I assumed he was a fake. The thought was a reflex, a defense mechanism I’d honed over the years. But today, it felt hollow. I don’t care anymore, I told myself. The thought was equal parts terrifying and liberating. I just have to be more careful with my heart. I sighed loudly. I hope I’m not making a big mistake. After putting the leftover food away, I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, only to find the place already sparkling clea

“I don’t think I have the time to eat,” he said, his voice low and thick. He closed the distance between us in two strides. “But when I get back, I promise I will.” He reached out, his fingers gently caressing my hair, tucking a stray curl behind my ear. The touch was electric, sending a shiver straight down my spine. Then a smile—so tender it felt like a physical ache—touched his lips. “Okay?” I swallowed hard and could only nod, mute, still holding the empty tray like a shield. I set the food back on the tray, turned, and finally walked toward the kitchen, leaving with my skin still tingling where he had touched me. What… what just happened? It felt as if something serious, something profound, had passed between us in that quiet exchange. The way he’d said it, so softly, so sincerely, made my heart not just flutter, but somersault. I slowly raised my own hand to my hair, feeling the messy knots. It’s tangled a lot because I didn’t sleep with a bonnet. I cove

The silence after my words felt like someone had pressed pause on the entire universe. Leo’s hand stayed on the doorknob, frozen. His eyes—those stormy grey eyes—were wide open, as if he couldn’t quite believe what I’d just said. Neither could I, to be honest. I mean… what was I even thinking? Did I just confess to him? My heart started thundering louder and faster. What if he turns around and laughs in my face? I’ve watched enough movies where men like him toy with humble women. Still, I’m a virgin, right? At least I still have that. Also… I hope nothing truly happened last night. Why isn’t he going for the kiss yet? What is he thinking? I slowly lifted my face and stole a glance at him. He was still frozen, eyes locked on me. Maybe I should just tell him to forget about it. I said it out of nervousness. Does that even make sense? I opened my mouth but then he moved. Slowly, he let go of the door and turned fully toward me. The distance between us sudd

My heart twisted painfully. “Leo…” I whispered. He stopped, chest heaving, eyes wild, and grabbed my face. I had no other choice but to look up at him. His eyes were sad, and the guilt I felt at that instant hit harder than anything I had ever experienced. “You’re killing me, Charlotte,” he whispered, his forehead pressed against mine. “I’m trying so hard. Why can’t you see it?” His voice broke as his thumb traced the line of my cheek. “Leo…” My voice cracked. Tears burned hot down my cheeks. “All my life I’ve been called ugly. Too big, too dark. I’ve been laughed at for daring to want love like other girls. Do you know what it feels like to stand beside someone the world calls perfect and hear them whisper, ‘why her?’ I don’t want people to think you don’t have the best woman. Look at you, Leo…” I sobbed. His eyes softened instantly, pain and anger melting into anguish. “You’re everything they said I’d never deserve. And I’m terrified. Terrified you’ll wake up one day and

"Why do I want you so much?" He repeated my question and tilted my face up, his thumbs brushing my cheeks. “Because I’m scared of losing you—I’ve never wanted anyone this much before. Ever.” Those words were strange but since I met him,they sounds quite similar. “Does it have to do with the awkward thing I did on the airplane?” I asked my face flushed. “Actually, I was already attracted to you before that. When I saw you, I looked at you twice I was captivated by your beauty. I won’t lie—I had some imaginings when you talked about us having our first experience. I decided it wasn’t going to be our last time together. The more I get to know you, the more every bit of you fascinates me. You’re strong and soft at the same time. And your laugh—it gets stuck in my head. I feel like I’m not whole without you in a way that scares me". He kissed the corner of my mouth. “You’re beautiful. Gorgeous,” he murmured against my skin. “Every inch of you.” I broke, pressing my lips