All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

He touched me then, not directly at my core, but at the very top. My sensitive spot. His wet fingertip found the sensitive, swollen bud and circled it with a feather-light, teasing pressure. A sharp, sweet jolt shot through me. “Oh..god..” I cried out, my hips lifting off the bed. "Shh, I've got you," he soothed, his other hand holding my hip gently. "Just feel it." He whispered and began a slow, mesmerizing rhythm. Circles, then light, upward flicks, then soft pinches that made me whimper. “Nghh…Leo…”. I breathed hotly. He was watching my face intently as if enjoying what each touch did to me. His finger was slick now, not just from his mouth, but from the first signs of my own arousal. "Getting there," he encouraged with his voice thick. "I can feel it. You're getting so wet for me." He finally slid his finger down, through my soaked folds, gathering my wetness. “Oh my…gosh” I cried and threw my head back. He brought his glistening finger back up, painting

"Leo, please... don't listen to him... it doesn't matter what he says! Who cares what he thinks of you! Please... don't let it get under your skin. He is a nobody so it really doesn't matter". I pleaded, my voice shaking, hands coming up to cradle his face. "Doesn't matter? He said I am using you as cover for being gay”, he smirked. “I know that was triggering and offensive to you..But please ignore it. This man I don’t know who he is and how he knows so much about you... about us…he is nobody, a freaking creep! Don’t let the nonsense he said get to you. You are bigger and better than him. It has nothing to do with age”. Oh Lord I was saying anything I could to put off that darkness in his eyes. But from his expression I was sure he wasn’t listening to a word that was coming out of my mouth. His face went utterly, chillingly blank. Suddenly, both his hands were at the back of my head, a brutal grip that sent sharp, aching pain radiating through my skull. I gasped out

LEO’S POV “No, it wouldn’t.” She answered, staring at me with an expression I have never seen on her face before. My fingers twitched. I took a step toward her. I didn’t plan to. I didn’t think. My body moved on instinct, driven by the same stupid reflex that had already ruined everything. Some part of me still wanted to reach for her, still believed I can try to close the distance—even after what I’d done. She flinched. Not just a step back—a sharp, frightened jerk that slammed her shoulders into the wall. Her eyes went wide, pure terror flashing across her face, and she raised her hand at me. "Don't try to do anything more than this!" Her voice trembled, her eyes red with hot tears. That stopped me cold. It felt like ice poured straight into my veins. My feet locked in place. My chest tightened until it hurt to breathe. “I almost died, Leo! This isn’t a joke! I’ve never—never—been treated this way by anyone!" The horror in her eyes was unbearable. It wasn’t just fear—it

Oh, God!! No!! I coughed and held my breath as I dove under, my eyes stinging. The icy water was nothing compared to my fear and adrenaline. The morning sunlight barely penetrated the churning darkness inside the water. I searched and can't see anything. I came up again. "Charlotte!!" I cried, my throat dry. Then dove back into the water. Then, fortunately, I saw a flash of her fabric and then a hand. My eyes widened and heart raced at the hopeful sight. I swam towards her and grabbed her hand. She was a dead weight, limp and heavy with waterlogged clothes and terror. I struggled and kicked for the surface with everything I had, my own lungs burning. We broke through, gasping and coughing, but a wave immediately crashed over our heads, dragging us under again. The undertow was fierce. I fought it, one arm locked around her chest, the other clawing toward where I thought the surface was. My strength, my size—it meant nothing against the ocean’s strength. I felt my s

Then she sighed. "Seriously, I am not good at giving relationship advice." Obviously, I thought. "But..." she continued. "Don't be mad, can you tell me what happened before that? Did he just snap out of nowhere?" "I assured him, I told him not to listen to Marcus..." "Who is Marcus?" she asked. "He is a nobody! Yet Leo let him get under his skin, and because of this Marcus he almost killed me." "What did Marcus say?" "Does it matter? I told him not to listen, but he didn't!" "You are the older one, ain't you?" I stabbed her with my red eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?" Gwen put her hands up. "Nothing wrong with that. Just that...maybe you should look at his age...maybe he is not living up to your expectations because of his age. I know this must be the first time you've seen him behave in such a way. That means he is a human who can make mistakes...Think about the good times. Don't you think you are overreacting? Are you perfect? You never did something to make him r