All Chapters of CEO’s Plus-Size Wife: Four Billionaires’ Forbidden Desire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

CHAPTER 1The maroon satin dress felt like a noose tightening around Vivienne Sterling’s self-confidence. Standing before the large mirror in the restroom of a luxury hotel downtown, she stared at her reflection with restrained breaths.One hundred fifty-eight centimeters tall, eighty kilograms in weight. Two years ago, when she walked down the wedding aisle, her body had been slim and well cared for, with a bright smile that had once made Dominic pause for a moment. But two years of living in a cold marriage filled with rejection changed everything. Stress, depression, and the loneliness that gnawed at her soul drove Vivienne to seek comfort in food until her body swelled out of control.Ironically, after two years of marriage, let alone having a child, Dominic had never even touched her once. The man treated her as nothing more than an outdated decoration, a humiliating virgin wife.“Are you planning to hide in here until the event is over, Vivienne?”That cold baritone voice shatte

The black sedan sped through the night at high speed. Inside the suffocating silence, Dominic gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged visibly. The moment the car stopped in front of their luxurious mansion, Dominic stepped out and slammed the door shut. He did not wait for Vivienne.Vivienne staggered behind him, enduring the pain in her bruised knee from falling on stage earlier. But before she could fully step into the living room, a rough shove on her shoulder sent her curvy body lurching forward.Thud!Vivienne fell hard, her body crashing against the sharp edge of the leather sofa. Pain instantly shot through her waist.“You really don’t know how to be grateful, Vivienne!” Dominic stood in front of her, loosening his tie roughly, his face burning red with the anger he had been holding back since the ballroom. “What the hell is wrong with that tiny brain of yours, huh?! Dancing barefoot in a ripped dress like some cheap prostitute? Were you deliber

Tristan did not answer Vivienne’s question immediately. He simply pulled his red sports car over to the shaded side of the road before turning off the engine. Instant silence once again engulfed the luxurious cabin.“Why are you quiet? Is something wrong with your eyes?” Vivienne snapped, growing increasingly uncomfortable with the atmosphere that had suddenly become intimate.Tristan turned his body toward Vivienne. One muscular arm rested against the steering wheel while his eyes stared intently at Vivienne’s round face, which had turned red from irritation.“I’m just admiring something rare,” Tristan said, his voice softening, losing the mocking tone he had shown earlier. “You are... very beautiful, Vivienne.”Vivienne froze. Her head instinctively turned sharply toward him, her eyes widening completely. What? Seriously? Her heart pounded wildly, not because she was enchanted, but because of the shock crashing into her consciousness. For the past two years, the words she heard most

Before Vivienne’s fingers could even touch the handle of the taxi door that had just stopped by the roadside, a rough yank landed on her wrist. Her curvy body was forcibly pulled away, dragged from the crowded sidewalk into a narrow, deserted alley between two tall buildings.Thud!Vivienne’s back was slammed against the cold concrete wall. Before she could scream, a pair of muscular hands gripped both of her wrists tightly, locking them above her head. The next second, the man roughly spun Vivienne around until her chest hit the wall, leaving her facing away from her attacker.Christian Vance—the twenty-six-year-old man—the second nephew of Alistair and also the most reckless among the Vance Clan—stood pressed tightly behind her. Last night, on the VIP balcony, Christian had been the one who snorted the loudest in boredom and claimed he had no interest in Vivienne’s dance. Yet in reality, he was the first to move, stalking Vivienne like a starving wolf from the moment she stepped out