Semua Bab BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Bab 211 - Bab 220

Mother sobbed harder, making sure her cries echoed outside the walls. “Exactoy, my love. That’s all I get,” she wailed. “I only wanted her to feel special. I arranged everything—everything! And she spits in my face! She even called me evil. She’s always been so arrogant, so ungrateful. Yet she pretends to be the victim.” I inhaled sharply, calming my nerves..Why on earth did I think a reunion would be a good idea? Why did I think they had changed? I had a chance to be seen as one of them? “After everything she’s done for you,” Mr. Jones said, cutting into my thoughts. “She begged me to give you a role in my next film. I was against it. Your reputation for being… ratchet… difficult… precedes you. But for her sake, I considered it. And this is how you repay her love?” I stared at him, stunned. “My reputation?” I echoed slowly. “You don’t even know me. If you want to talk about ‘difficult,’ maybe start with your daughters—the most spoiled, entitled pets I’ve ever seen. But of cou

He sighed and took it. "All my fiancée said was true," Jun began, his voice shaky. "The...emmm.... fat sister......she ...was my ex. We dated, but it didn't work out. She always spoke badly of her sisters, always said they thought they were better because of their blue eyes and blonde hair. She was so envious... she made a lot of racist jokes while looking like that!" A wave of disgusted laughter rose from the guests. It was the cruelest sound I had ever heard. They were laughing at me because of a lie he had just invented. "I was like, 'come on'..." Jun continued, gaining a sickening confidence from the crowd's reaction. "Well, that started our misunderstanding, and we broke up. She claimed she moved on and agreed for us to be together. But last night... she contacted me. She told me if she can't have me, then Chloe won't. That she would ruin this engagement party." He finally glanced at me, his gaze full of contempt. "I guess it's working for her. I didn't expect her to actual

A broken, helpless sound escaped my lips as my entire body went limp. He caught me, and his arms wrapped around me, pulling me tightly against his chest. "I... they..." I tried to speak, but the words were swallowed by sobs. "Everyone... my mother... Zoey.....Chloe and Jun... they said..." "Shhh," he murmured, his voice felt like a soft rumble against my ear. One hand cradled the back of my head while the other held me securely. "Shhh… breathe." He whispered, and I did as he said. "Now, let's go to somewhere quite and more private." He suggested. I nodded in agreement. He didn’t let go of my hand for even a second. We walked through the long hallway, the white, glittering lights felt too bright, drilling into my skull. But what scared me most was how my body wouldn’t stop shaking. My breathing came out uneven, my chest was hurting so badly. Also my head felt light, almost floaty. And no matter how many times I wiped my face, hot tears kept falling down my cheeks

The young ladies were standing near the elevator, dressed in designer gowns. They looked like sisters—or most likely, triplets.They literally froze the moment Leo stepped into view carrying me, their eyes widening.One even touched her chest.“Wow…” one whispered.“Oh my… he is strong. Like, very strong.”I had this gift of lip-reading accurately, in most cases.The other sister added,“He’s carrying her like it’s nothing.”“Y’all are talking about his face. I’m here thinking I must be dreaming—that’s one fine ass man. Never seen one off the internet. And he’s with her.”“I feel you. He is so beautiful. Maybe he’s a gigolo, paid to make her feel loved. You know… rent-a-boyfriend typa shit,” the first said.“Well, if that’s the case, I must find out how much he charges,” the third replied.I hid my face against Leo’s chest.I wish I hadn’t paid attention to their lips. I hope I’m just being delusional and making silly interpretations.We got closer to them.Leo didn’t react, but I cou

My chest tightened and my breath snagged."I'm yours too,babe".I replied.He smirked at that.His hand slid from my hair to the back of my neck, tilting my head up just a little.“Leo…”“Yes?” His voice was a deep rumble.“I—”I didn’t finish.His mouth met mine, parting softly into a deep kiss.It wasn’t rushed.It was soft at first… teasing… like he was giving me a chance to pull away if I wasn’t comfortable.I didn’t pull away.Hell, I’m not that stupid.His fresh breath was something else.I gripped his shirt with both hands, and he groaned—low and quiet—like he’d been holding that sound for years.His left hand went low and gave my backside a rough squeeze that snatched the air from my lungs.This is bad.We are still in an elevator.The kiss deepened.His other hand slid from my neck to my waist, pulling me against his chest. My legs felt weak, and he tightened his hold, supporting my weight like I weighed nothing.Heat poured through me and my pulse thundered.His fingers graz