All Chapters of Lies And Betrayal: Chapter 551 - Chapter 560

Rachna leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his as she whispered, "Then show me just how much you enjoy being with me." A daring fire ignited in her eyes, matching the sudden, intense heat that coursed through her veins. Her hand, guided by tenderness and dominance, descended to his groin. She found his manhood, hardened and eager, and enclosed it in her warm, loving grip. Her fingers began a slow, deliberate stroke, moving the length of him, savouring the muscular tension in his response. She ran a single, teasing finger over its sensitive tip, a silent promise of the pleasure she intended to deliver.A low sound of pleasure escaped Rahul's throat as her touch electrified him. He wrapped his powerful arms around her slender waist, pulling her flush against his body in a tight, consuming embrace. The kiss that followed was deep, fervent, and desperate, leaving them both breathless, yet paradoxically, longing for more—a craving only the complete surrender to one a

An alliance is forged, revealing the intricate political and personal machinations of a mighty triumvirate..The soft cries and shudders of aftershock continued to ripple through Savita long after Vinod had finished, a lingering, blissful tremor that gradually subsided. Rubi, who had been watching them with admiration, gently moved closer. She leaned in, her lips finding Savita's in a soft, encouraging kiss.“You now look so beautiful, Savita. Look at your tits, full, proud, and throbbing—they are magnificent.” Rubi's tender gaze lingered on the lush swell of Savita's breasts, which still showed the pink flush of their arousal. A sweet, relaxed smile spread across Savita’s face, radiating deep contentment. “Yes, dear,” she replied. “I now feel like a f

The Bong Team’s Treacherous Consensus and the Ghost of Gold.The Basti sun beat down on the makeshift conference room—a prefabricated cabin near the highway site, offering a fragile shield against the heat and the constant, dull roar of the earthmovers. Karen stood at the head of a repurposed folding table, a silk scarf knotted loosely at her neck, her posture a blend of exhaustion and brittle triumph. Roberts, Lara, Carlos and Nina were arrayed before her. The air was thick with Basti’s dust, stale ambition, and an unseen, electric tension of shared, secret treason.“We’re moving the engines tomorrow morning,” Karen announced, her voice clipped and professional. “The Expedited Edict, thanks to Minister Savita’s political manoeuvring, cleared the path. The charges against us, and the lock on our equipment, are gone. We are back on track.”She didn’t mention the crushing cost of the politi

Seduction and Strategy in Corporate Shadows.Later, the air conditioning whirred quietly in Carlos and Nina’s room. They were entwined on the bed, a single sheet pulled haphazardly over them, their breathing synchronised. Carlos was propped up on an elbow, gently stroking Nina’s back, his gaze distant, lost in the intricate web of Rachna’s power. Nina lay against him, her head tucked into the curve of his shoulder, the contentment of their shared intimacy a temporary balm against the anxieties of the day.The silence was abruptly shattered by the sharp, secure ping of Nina’s phone on the nightstand.Nina groaned, reaching for it reluctantly. It was Lara. An urgent text followed by an immediate call.Carlos watched as Nina pressed the phone to her ear, her expression quickly morphing from placid contentment to sharp apprehension.“Lara? What is it? I thought we were done for the night.”Lar

The Allure of the Asset.Karen’s suite was dark, scented faintly with the expensive perfume she had worn and the lingering, primal musk of their recent intimacy. Lara slipped inside, the silence amplifying her heart’s thunderous beat. The room was a museum of Karen’s victory and Rahul’s betrayal.Lara went to bed. It was a king-size, a vast, tempting arena. She lay down, pulling the covers to her waist, the black lace of the chemise a stark, fragile contrast to the white linen. She let the mask of Karen’s ambition settle over her features, channelling the CEO’s ruthless certainty. She was the lure. She was the trap.