All Chapters of The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

MauriceWe sat down to eat, and the aroma of the food hit me instantly, rich, warm, and so inviting it was almost calling my name. No wonder Octavia is chubby; the way her eyes locked on her plate made it look like I hadn’t fed her properly.But when I took the first bite, I understood. It was one of the best meals I’d ever tasted, the food was made with care. For a brief moment, the room went quiet except for the gentle clinking of cutlery, and I found myself watching them, Octavia, her parents, her sister, all eating together like a family.It struck me then just how foreign that feeling was to me. I’d never sat like this before, around a table, sharing a meal, talking softly, laughing in between bites. There had never been anything “normal” about my life. But right then, for the first time, I wanted that. I wanted this warmth. This peace. A home that felt like this.When we finished eating and set our cutlery down, I knew what was coming next the moment her father cleared his throa

AinaIt turns out Osborne already knew about the scandal with Alex, and he didn’t tell me. I was so mad when he told me. Because the moment I saw him, I couldn’t hold it in. I told him everything Miranda said, every single detail, only for him to calmly admit that he knew about the affair Alex’s wife had with her true mate, the one who ended up ditching her because he feared the Beta, Alex.“If she wants a divorce, then we’ll give her just that,” Osborne said casually as he played with Alina’s tiny fingers.I glared at him, still fuming, but he only sighed. “But really, Aina,” he teased, his voice turning husky, “I just came home, and instead of cuddling me in bed, you’re talking about Alex and his problems?”I gave him a look that clearly said don’t you dare start with me, but he only chuckled.“Oh, come on,” he continued, still teasing, “I can feel your heat from here.”My face instantly turned red. “Don’t! Alina is right here, silly,” I scolded, and he laughed even deeper, his voic

OsborneAina wouldn’t let me step foot in the office today. She kept insisting I’d just returned and she wanted me close. Honestly, I understood her—but damn, Alex handled things far better than Steve. Steve tried, truly, but half the time it felt like I was teaching someone how to do the job they were hired to do.“I need to make a call,” I told her. She studied my face for a moment before nodding. I smiled and rose to my feet. I needed to call Dylan; I knew he’d be restless waiting.I walked over, pressed a kiss to Aina’s forehead. She smiled up at me. “Don’t be long,” she murmured.I chuckled and kissed her again before stepping out.Once alone, I dialed Dylan. He picked up immediately. “Glad you called. I’ve been waiting.”I could hear the tension in his voice.“First of all, Dylan,” I said calmly, “do you want me to handle this my way… or yours?”He drew in a long breath, clearly debating. Then, “Your way.”I almost laughed. All this panic because of one woman—Bella.“Good,” I sa

Dylan It didn’t take long to figure out who had the nerve to break into my home and steal my wife.The maid refused to say much, only that two men approached her and offered a deal she accepted. But once I checked the CCTV footage, everything made sense. I recognized one of the men instantly.Jack.I’d seen him hanging around Pascal a few times, so it didn’t take long before the picture became clear. Pascal. Of course it was him.Over the years, Pascal has built himself up—strong in business, strong physically, but I never once gave him space in my mind as an enemy. The world is big enough for all of us.But to him?I’ve always been a threat. And it only got worse when everyone found out Bella was my mate.He tried everything to humiliate me in public. And then I realized why, Pascal was obsessed with her. Obsessed with Bella. Of all people. That cursed woman.But now that she’s gone… when I get her back, what exactly am I supposed to do with her?I sighed, leaning back in my chair a

OctaviaI was blindfolded and dragged out of the car, stumbling as rough hands pulled me forward. I had no idea where my personal maid was, and the thought of something happening to her twisted my stomach with fear. I could only pray she was safe.“Move it,” one of the men snapped, and I hurried my steps before they decided to shove me.This was never how I imagined my mating ceremony would begin. The moment my maid whispered that she didn’t recognize the driver, I felt something was wrong. I leaned forward and asked, “Are you sure you’re the one sent to pick me up?”He only laughed. “No,” he said simply, and my mouth went dry.“Who sent you?” I asked, heart pounding.He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, smirking. “You’ll know when we get there. I’m Jack, by the way.”And now here I was—pushed deeper into whatever place he had brought me, heading straight toward whoever had ordered my kidnapping.My senses were on high alert. “How many do you think are here?” I whispered to m