All Chapters of Plus-Size Queen For The Red Dragon: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The following day, I stood in front of the mirror, studying the reflection staring back at me. It was past 8pm. The whole island had gone quiet.The bruises were gone, faded into memory like it never happened.The island had settled back into its usual rhythm too. Mira's training sessions were in the mornings. Silence in the afternoons. The same routines, the same faces.But something in me hadn't gone back to normal. The shift in me was quiet and permanent. For days I had watched; I had studied… Tonight, it was time to act.I wore a short gown, thin enough that the lamp light behind me traced the shape of my body clean through the fabric. No bra. No underwear. Just skin and silk and the wild, uneven beat of my own heart.I had never done anything like this before. My heart palpitated; shallow gasps of air rippled from my mouth. “What are you doing, Octavia?” A tiny voice in my head had asked.The question circled in my head as I stared at my reflection. My hands smoothed down the fab

Octavia's POVI fidgeted with the hem of my dress as Red Dragon's eyes held mine. Krul hadn't left. The awkward silence in the room was suffocating, making me feel as though the walls were slowly closing in around us.Finally, Red Dragon smiled.He held my gaze for a moment longer before stepping back. The tension between us eased just enough for me to breathe again.“Prepare yourself,” he said. “You're coming with me to a meeting tomorrow.”I blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift.“A meeting?" I asked."Your father will be there."The words landed like a slap I hadn't seen coming.My chest tightened, and for a second, I forgot how to speak.Krul remained silent, but his eyes lingered on me longer than usual; a habit he had developed recently.I looked back at Red Dragon."My father?" I repeated, my voice smaller than I wanted it to be."Yes."I slowly lowered my head as a rush of adrenaline hit me.The moment he said it, my thoughts began spiraling…“Octavia, what if Red Drag

Octavia's POVI spent the next hour after the initiation just… walking. Trying to understand what this place even was."Headquarters," someone had called it. The birthplace of the Durango Cartel. The walls looked ancient, covered in stones and hard bricks. I watched the older members move through the halls like they were somewhere sacred—hands crossed behind their backs, heads dipping slightly at certain doorways. This place looked more like a temple or a monastery than a cartel headquarters. I couldn’t decide which version was true. Maybe both. Perhaps that was the point.I crossed the courtyard following the sound of steel on steel. Finally, I came to an open area and found a crowd pressed up against the far wall.“What's going on there?” I thought. I heard something like a growl; I didn't hesitate. Instead I pushed in, curious. Expecting drills. Or probably intense training.But what I saw made my mouth go dry…One woman. Two men.The men were built like tanks, thick through the

Octavia's POVBianca settled beside me on the bed, tucking one leg beneath her. Her knee pressed lightly against my thigh. She didn’t pull away.She sighed. I watched her chest rise and fall before she turned her attention to me.“You want to understand him,” she said. It wasn’t a question.I nodded. “I need to.”Her eyes moved slowly across my face, as though she were measuring how much weight I could carry before it broke something inside me.Then she nodded. Her lips pressed together for a second before parting again.“Red Dragon is not really who the public sees him as,” she began.I didn't say a word. I stared blankly ahead, waiting for an explanation.“To the world, he is a powerful cartel boss who defeated the greatest enemy this great country has ever faced.”I nodded in agreement.“To some, he has no weakness, no conscience, just a cold-blooded killer.”I drew a slow breath. “Those who think like that are not entirely wrong…” The thought hung heavily in my chest.Bianca smirk

Octavia’s POVHis weight settled between my legs. That was when my whole body stopped fighting.I felt his thick, long cock sliding across the bare skin of my thighs. He didn't announce; he just drove into me in one hard thrust, and a sound tore out of my throat that I didn’t recognize as mine. His cock was massive. Thick. The length went so deep that it made my eyes water. And somehow, the burn felt good.“Fuckkkk…” I breathed, nails digging into his shoulders. “Don’t stop. Fuck me hard.”He pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, deeper this time. All the length buried inside me. My body arched off the bed on its own. It was real. I felt that stretch in my guts.“That’s it,” he growled against my neck. “If you want to be a whore, let's do it the proper way. I'll take every form of resistance from you. And you'll call me Daddy from now on.” I gasped, heat pooling inside me. I felt his cock so deep, I couldn't even find words anymore. Tears filled my eyes, but it wasn't