All Chapters of THE TRAINER WHO CLAIMED MY PLUS-SIZE BODY : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

The words cut through the noise. I turned my head fast. My heart nearly stopped. It was Marcus. He was coming closer to us, moving through the crowd like he belonged there. His eyes locked on Jake’s hand on my waist. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. My stomach twisted tight. Marcus looked calm on the outside, but I saw the tightness in his jaw, the way his shoulders sat straight. He had no idea Jake knew about us, or at least suspected. And here we were, in the middle of a big event with everyone watching. One wrong word and the whole night could blow up. My dress suddenly felt too tight. The music sounded louder. I wanted to run, but my feet stayed planted. I freed myself from Jake’s grip, stepping back a little. But Jake grabbed my wrist, firmer this time. He faced Marcus directly. “And if I don’t?” People around us started to glance over. A few conversations slowed. I felt eyes on us. My face grew hot. “Jake, stop it,” I said quickly, keeping my voice low. “There are people

She stopped near the hallway entrance, one hand resting on the wall, watching them disappear around the corner with a mix of surprise and confusion on her face.While Bella and Jake were going upstairs, Marcus noticed and followed them from behind. He kept a careful distance, moving quietly through the side passages of the mansion. His face showed clear worry mixed with anger. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Bella walking away with Jake like that, away from the busy party downstairs. Every step he took felt heavier. The music from the main hall grew fainter as he climbed the stairs. He stayed close enough to watch their movements but far enough not to be seen easily by other guests. His mind raced with questions. Why was she going with him? What was Jake planning? Marcus’s hands clenched at his sides as he moved. He remembered all the secret times with Bella, the passion they shared, and now this. It hurt more than he expected. He followed silently, heart beating fast, determi

When Marcus got enough evidence on his phone, he burst the door open and asked in a commanding tone, “What the hell is going on here?” The door slammed hard against the wall with a loud bang that echoed through the whole bedroom. Marcus stood there in the doorway, his phone still gripped tight in one hand, his chest rising and falling fast from running up the stairs. His eyes moved quickly from Jake to me, then back to Jake again. The anger on his face was clear and sharp. His voice filled the room, deep and strong, like he was ready to fight anyone who tried to lie to him. “I said, what the hell is going on here? Bella, Jake, explain yourselves right now! I saw everything through the door. Don’t even try to lie to me. What is this?” Jake quickly stopped immediately, pulling his lips and hands away from me. He stepped back fast, almost tripping over the edge of the rug near the bed. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and adjusted his shirt collar with quick movements. His