All Chapters of CEO’s Plus-Size Wife: Four Billionaires’ Forbidden Desire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The wooden villa door closed with a loud thud as soon as Tristan and Vivienne's bodies barged inside. They could not wait any longer. As soon as the door lock creaked, Tristan instantly cornered Vivienne's plump body against the wall, scooping her lips back with a kiss that was much more demanding and hotter than before.While continuing to devour, Tristan's muscular hands guided that voluptuous body to move backward until finally the two of them collapsed together on top of the king-size bed with charcoal-gray sheets.Tristan lowered his kisses toward Vivienne's firm neck. His passion, which had already burned away his common sense, made the young man no longer care about the clan rules. He sipped, bit lightly, and left many purplish-red marks along the crook of the neck to Vivienne's collarbone."Ahnn... Tristan..." Vivienne moaned shrilly, her head tilting back resignedly with fingers squeezing Tristan's messy hair.The feeling was truly different. The sting of passion channeled by

The hand of the clock had just touched the number five in the morning. The air at the top of the hill was still shrouded in a thin, bone-chilling fog. However, inside the main bedroom of the wooden villa, the remaining warmth of last night was still clearly left behind.Tristan slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he felt was a warm weight resting on his broad chest. He looked down, staring at Vivienne's pair of voluptuous arms that were still wrapping tightly around his waist. The eighty-kilogram woman was still snoring softly, her chubby face looking very innocent without the burden of defense she usually showed outside.Tristan was stunned. He glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand, then shifted his gaze to stare at the room ceiling with a look of disbelief."I... slept from seven o'clock in the evening until five o'clock in the morning without waking up even once?" Tristan murmured, his voice very low, almost like a whisper of the wind.For a man

Vivienne stepped into her spacious main bedroom, ignoring the quiet atmosphere of the mansion which felt tense. After closing the door tightly, she threw her handbag onto the bed, then reached for her phone. Julian Vance’s name was flashing on the screen, leaving a dozen missed calls from last night.Without hesitation, Vivienne pressed the call button. The phone did not even have time to ring twice before Julian’s heavy voice, laden with annoyance, directly struck her sense of hearing."Where have you been, Vivienne?!" Julian attacked without preamble, his breath sounding rushed as he held back a growl. "Do you know how long I waited for you last night? You dare to play with me?"Vivienne leaned her plump back against the bed pillar, curling a thin smile full of tactics. "I'm sorry, Julian," Vivienne replied, her voice made as whining and as soft as possible, sounding a bit guilty yet remaining flirty. "Last night I really fell asleep after eating too much. My body was so weak, so I

Julian did not care anymore about the clan rules that he had been glorifying all this time. For him right now, self-esteem and the principle that voluptuous women were not attractive had been shattered to pieces without a trace. With one dominant movement, he reversed their positions, locking Vivienne's plump body under his control, and directly drove his entire masculinity back into the woman's intimacy in one deep thrust."Aaaahh! Julian!" Vivienne screamed in pleasure, her eyes closing tightly with her head tilting back resignedly onto the pillow. The stinging pain left from early this morning was now completely eroded by the wave of a new passion channeled by Julian.Julian leaned down, not letting the woman breathe a sigh of relief. He scooped and completely devoured Vivienne's plump lips, sucking them greedily as if checking every single inch of sweetness there. Along with that, both of his large hands moved actively to her chest, squeezing and pampering Vivienne's pair of firm

The taxi carrying Vivienne had just stopped near the iron gates of the Thorne residence when the atmosphere around her suddenly became tense. The moment Vivienne stepped out and closed the taxi door, a tall figure quickly emerged from the shadow of a roadside tree.Sret!A strong grip landed on Vivienne’s wrist, forcefully pulling her curvy body until she nearly lost her balance. Vivienne flinched, but a second later, her eyes caught the sharp jawline and furious gaze belonging to Tristan Vance.“Let go!” Vivienne snapped, forcefully shaking off Tristan’s hand. She rubbed her wrist, which had already turned red. “That hurts, you know! Why are you being so rough, Tristan?!”Tristan ignored her protest. He stepped forward, closing the distance between them until Vivienne could feel the heat radiating from his athletic body. “Where exactly did you come from, Vivienne? Answer me honestly!” Tristan demanded, his voice low yet filled with threatening pressure.Vivienne quickly composed her