All Chapters of My Toxic Trait Is Being Fat: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

### RykerI leaned against the polished chrome column of the penthouse, silently watching her move through the space like she owned every square inch of it.She stood near the floor-to-ceiling glass wall that overlooked the sprawling, neon-lit skyline of Bloodmoon’s central territory. She held a crystal glass of champagne in her hand, taking a slow sip as her gaze tracked the distant lights of the city below. The soft LED ambient strip lighting caught the rich slate-grey velvet of her gown, clinging to the plush, breathtaking curves of her waist and hips, while dark, heavy waves of hair spilled over her shoulders.She looked ethereal. Royal. A living, breathing masterpiece carved out of silver light and raw power.As she turned around, her thumb absentmindedly smoothing down the velvet seam at her waist, she caught me looking. A faint, dusty rose blush immediately bloomed across her cheeks, her plush lips parting into a shy, hesitant smile that made my wolf growl softly in sheer a

### SincerelyMorning came far too quickly.The first pale rays of sunlight were already spilling through the enormous floor-to-ceiling glass windows when I opened my eyes, the sprawling cityscape of Bloodmoon slowly waking beneath a veil of golden light.For several seconds, I remained perfectly still.Ryker’s arm was wrapped securely around my waist, his chest pressed against my back, his steady breathing warm against the nape of my neck. His scent surrounded me with utmost familiarity and comfort. The memory of last night brought an involuntary smile to my lips.I carefully lifted his arm, intending to slip out of bed without waking him.His fingers tightened instantly around my waist.“Where do you think you’re going?”I froze. “You’re awake?”A low, deep chuckle rumbled against my back. “I’ve been awake.”I turned in his arms, narrowing my eyes at him. “For how long?”“Long enough to know you were trying to escape.”“I wasn’t escaping.”“Then where were you going?”

### RolandI had barely made it back to my suite when exhaustion finally began to drag at my bones.I stripped off my blood-stained jacket, tossed it carelessly over the back of a chair, and collapsed onto the bed without bothering to change. My head throbbed violently, my entire body still buzzing from the lethal surge of adrenaline that had flooded through me out on the balcony.For the first time since dawn, the estate was dead silent.I closed my eyes, letting out a long, heavy breath.Maybe now I could finally get some peace.I had barely begun to drift off when another wave of chaotic noise tore through the mansion.My eyes snapped open.“What the hell now?” I growled, pushing myself upright and glaring toward the suite doors as shouting and frantic footsteps echoed down the grand corridor.Again? Had these fools really not learned their lesson after seeing bodies drop in the courtyard?I swung my legs over the side of the mattress and dragged a hand through my disheve

### RolandThe senior physician nodded quickly.“Yes, Alpha.” He turned toward the nurses. “Get her into the trauma ward immediately. Prepare two units of compatible blood, set up fetal monitoring, and alert the on-call obstetrics team. We may have to perform an emergency extraction if her condition deteriorates.”The word made my stomach twist violently. “Extraction?”The physician looked back at me, his eyes grave. “If the bullet has caused significant internal bleeding or damaged the uterus, we may not have a choice.”My fingers curled into tight, blood-stained fists. “Then don’t let it get that far.”“We’ll do everything medically possible, sir.”“Everything,” I repeated, stepping into his space and staring straight into his eyes. “I want everything done to save them.”He nodded once before turning toward the gurney.The nurses immediately surrounded Bianca. One began cutting through her blood-soaked coat while another attached monitoring leads to her chest. The young tra

### Roland I decided to leave the hospital before my anger drove me into another confrontation. I had already done enough damage for one day, and the last thing I needed was to lose control again in front of the people who were already questioning my authority.The moment I stepped outside, I was met with the sight of the media crew gathered near the hospital entrance. Cameras were pointed in my direction, and reporters stood ready with questions they were probably desperate to ask. Yet, as soon as they saw me approaching, their confidence seemed to evaporate. No one stepped forward. No one called out to me. They simply moved aside, clearing a path without daring to point their cameras at me.For a moment, I regretted leaving the hospital. Facing them would have given me another opportunity to remind everyone who I was and why they should think twice before challenging me. The next moment, however, I knew walking away had been the right decision. I had no intention of giving the m