All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The knock came again. I quickly looked at the mirror to make sure all the traces of tears were dried up. “Calm down, Charlotte. You shouldn't panic, that will come off awkward. But why is he here?” I muttered to myself, curious. What if he wants to spend the night together? No way! I can't look him in the eyes after what happened! Also, we are not dating. He has enough room in this mansion to sleep in—why here? My insecurities whispered. Charlotte, quit thinking you are that girl! The only man who ever dated you. did it out of pity. The rest who said, "Hello, beautiful," did it to use you as bait for your sisters. I drew a deep breath and waved it off. I am older now. Those romantic feelings and cravings to be loved aren't something to hope for. True love is unrealistic anyway. All I have to do is work hard to be a successful actress and make enough money for a surgery. The knock echoed in the room again, interrupting my thoughts. “Char… Charlotte, are you awake

LEO’S POV I was in my office bored after going through the daily report from my company's management. I put down my glasses and ran a hand over my hair in exhaustion. My mind went back to her. Last night, I couldn't sleep, because It was difficult to get the image of her off of my mind. The way she looked wearing comfy satin orange shorts that hugged her thick thighs, showing off her smooth skin and curvy hips. And the low-cut satin crop top gave a generous view of her breasts, her nipples pressing against the fabric, which rested just above her belly button, revealing a hint of her rounded stomach. Her curly hair down gave her an extremely sexy vibe. Even though I told her I was attracted to her last night. I feel like she didn't believe me. I sighed loudly. No one told me getting a girlfriend could be this hand. At this point maybe being a priest is my true calling. I glanced down at my phone. I wonder what she is doing now. I should probably call her and find out if s

**CHARLOTTE'S POV** Finally—some fresh air. The moment I stepped out of that suffocating smart house, I exhaled like I’d been underwater. The Island was amazing, and the private beach looked beautiful from outside. But I hadn’t gotten much of a view since I was stuck in the car. That mansion had everything, but nothing beats outside in the real world. Free as a bird.For an extrovert like me, it had been a prison. Beautiful, but still hell. Thanks to Leo, I’d made it on time, though my head still spun from the autopilot’s reckless speed. I waved at the car as it drove off like it was a real person. People around me stared as if I were some fallen angel—probably because of the luxury ride. I just smiled awkwardly and headed toward the building. But when I got there, the entrance was closed. A note on the door read: **Audition postponed. New date: Two days from now.** I stood frozen, disappointment sinking in. Two more days?I should’ve been annoyed. Instead, I felt… od

We ended up at a cozy burger diner a few blocks down. It had a warm, welcoming atmosphere. After we settle down, I figured I’d introduce myself first. “I’m Charlotte, by the way,” I said. “I don’t know your names… if you don’t mind sharing.” The two exchanged looks and giggled. “Of course not,” the blonde, chubby one said. “I’m Olive.” I nodded. “And I’m Angela,” the other added.I smiled, feeling a lightness in my chest, a relief and an excitement. Angela ordered a large pizza, while Olive went for two burgers and a milk shake. When the waitress turned to me, I gave a small smile. “Just a salad, please.” Angela raised an eyebrow. “A salad? Girl, after that mess back there? You need a proper refuel.” I laughed softly. “I’m on a diet. I am okay with salad.” They exchanged a look before bursting into laughter. They thought I was joking?“You’re way too polite,” Olive said, nudging her tray toward me. “Sure you don’t want a bite?” “No thanks,” I grinned. “I’m f

I smiled weakly, grateful for her reply. Then curiosity nudged me again. “What about your love life?” She arched a brow, amused. “That’s a switch-up.” I chuckled nervously. “Just curious. Never mind, I shouldn’t have asked.” “I don’t mind,” Olive said kindly. “I’ve dated some good ones, some idiots—like everyone else.” “Is it… easy to find love? As a plus-size woman?”Why do I care about that anyway. I promise to focus on myself after Jun. Olivia blinked, then smiled. “Honestly? It hasn’t been that hard. There are men out there who love us thick and chubby. You’d be surprised. So far, I’ve had no problem getting a date.” “I see,” I said slowly. I glanced at her—really looked. She was plus-size, sure, but she had those kinds of curves you see on magazine covers when fashion decides to celebrate ‘chubby women.’ Hips. Bust. A nice waist that made her pear shape pop. I wasn’t built like that. I didn’t even know if I was apple-shaped or pineapple-shaped. I looked down at m