All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“Thank… thank you.” “For what?” he asked. I frowned, the back of my hand coming up to scrub away the stubborn tears that clung to my lashes. I took a shaky breath, trying to anchor my voice, to steady the tremor that threatened to betray the storm of emotions inside me. “For everything. I can’t thank you enough. I want to do everything possible for us to work, too.” I heard his soft chuckle, a warm, intimate sound that seemed to travel through the phone and wrap around me. “You’re so adorable.” “I’m a grown-ass woman!” I protested, my voice gaining strength. His grin was audible in his reply. “Yeah, I know. Still, you’re adorable, Charlotte.” The use of my name, spoken with such tender affection, melted my heart. I curled my fingers into the soft fabric of my duvet, seeking an anchor. “Please promise me you won’t leave whatever you are doing for me. You need your space, too. Your work is also important. I am fine. Also, I am expecting Olive and Emma, so I won’t

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop," he laughed, panting out of breath. "You’re unbelievable," I murmured. "You wanted it, so I had to say it. For the record,I actually prepared to skip the workout and return home, but you said you’d be fine, so... I decided to finish up." "I thought you were supposed to be at the company." "Yeah, but I decided to take a day off and hang out with my manager. So we both went to the gym in his neighborhood." "Did he hear you when..." He laughed. "Sure... he had secondhand embarrassment, I’m sure." I cursed inwardly. "Sorry about that". "Don't! I enjoyed it. It made the ladies cringe and move afar from me. I am more comfortable now". Wait, some bitch was disturbing him before? I frowned. "Anyway,I don’t usually hang out. I was just too excited and happy—I just went with the vibe," Leo added. My frown loosened and I smiled at that. "I’m happy you’re having fun. Make friends too." "I’ll try." "I guess I’ll let you focus on your

“I’m sorry,” I repeated, my voice cracking. “I’ll do better. It’s not your responsibility to make me feel secure. Please don’t hate me.”I sounded exactly like I did in that dream I’d had—the one where I begged him not to walk away. That same pathetic ache tightened my chest, and before I knew it, tears stung my eyes.Suddenly, Leo burst out laughing, catching me completely off guard.“Don’t hate me?” he repeated between laughs. “Like I would ever hate you! You’re so adorable. Charlotte".“Stop teasing me!” I snapped, my voice a mix of embarrassment and relief.“It’s not my responsibility to make you feel secure? What are you saying?” His tone softened, but it carried a quiet firmness. “You are my responsibility. I just told you that. I’m not complaining, am I? I love you, and I don’t expect it to be easy because of your past trauma—but we’ll work it out. I promise you that. I’m not blaming you. Remember that.”I nodded, staring at the wall and blushing so hard my face felt hot.“Than

I was halfway down the stairs when I heard raised voices coming from the foyer. “I’m not allowing no ratchet-ass bitches in here.” “What did you just call me?” Olive’s voice snapped. “Who even are you?” Emma shot back. My heart skipped. I quickened my steps. “What’s going on?” I asked, descending the last few stairs. Olive turned toward me, arms folded tightly across her chest. “You might want to ask her,” she said, jerking her chin toward the housekeeper. “We just got here, and she talked to us like we were burglars. Is she your friend or something?" Before I could say a word,the housekeeper addressed them again. “The boss doesn’t accept female visitors in this house,” the housekeeper replied stiffly. “So, I’ll ask you to kindly leave.” “Your boss is gay?” Emma asked, genuinely curious. "No he is not!" I snapped out before I even realized it. The three turned to me. I sighed, forcing a polite smile as I turned to the housekeeper. “I invited them. Th

Emma cleared her throat. “You watch too many telenovelas, Olive.” “I agree with Emma. What could he possibly gain by playing me? Besides, he’s done a lot for me, Olive. Seriously, this is the least I can do.” She shook her head. “That’s the problem. You think it’s the least you can do. I know what I’m saying, babe—don’t give him that mindset that he’s doing you a favor.” Before I could reply, Emma cut in sharply. “Oh, please, Olive. She’s an adult. She knows her man better than we do. What mindset are you talking about? Are you saying a man this rich can’t love her genuinely?” Olive turned to her. “Don’t act like you’re a better friend than me, Emma. I’m just trying to protect her from ending up as one of those ‘too nice’ girlfriends.” “Like I said, she’s an adult. Let her decide,” Emma insisted. “Please stop, you guys. Let’s not fight over little things like this. Please.” They quieted down, though Olive still looked annoyed. “When I said this is the least I c