Library

Search

Home / Romance / NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE / Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

All Chapters of NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

151 Chapters

CHAPTER 1

DISTANCE BETWEEN US I keep checking the curtains. Three times now. They were straight the first time, but I keep tugging them anyway, like maybe it’ll make the house feel more perfect. The way he likes it. Daniel always notices the smallest things, and I want everything to be right when he gets home. The dining table is set for two. I made steak, his favorite. Roasted potatoes too, because he likes them crispy on the outside and soft in the middle. Asparagus with a little butter and garlic. The plates are already out, the napkins folded just like he prefers. I even lit the candles.It’s quiet, except for the sound of the clock ticking. I sit down, then stand back up. I smooth the tablecloth again. I walk to the mirror by the hallway and check my hair. My makeup. My smile. I don’t even know how many times I’ve done that tonight.He should be home any minute. He said he wouldn’t be too late. He said that yesterday too. I glance at the clock. 8:30. I sigh, take a deep breath, and walk t

CHAPTER 2

CRACKS IN THE MORNING My eyes opened, as soon as I felt his hands rubbing on my thighs, I turn to him , “Morning” I say to him , smiling lightly as warmth floods through me at his touch. “Did you enjoy last night?” He asked with a smirk on his face . “I did ” I lied, he didn’t say anything to me after the sex last night. He traces his hands from thighs up and softly cups my breasts, my breath hitched as he caressed them. “I want to give you more of that” he says as moves much closer now, he takes my hands and guides them to feel how hard his dick was. I gasp . He knows how to drive me crazy , “I want that” I mutter, looking into his eyes as i surrender to him. he turns me the other way , my back now facing him , he grabs my neck softly , as he slides his hard dick slide inside my soaked throbbing pussy, I moan after each thrust , “Take that dick” he says going faster, and faster and….”arghh” he cries pulling out . I watch him quickly get up and get into the shower. I knew he wasn

CHAPTER 3

WHAT'S LEFT BEHIND I don’t even know how long I sit there before I finally move. I clean up the plates, wipe down the counter even though it’s spotless. His coffee cup is still half full. The rim has a faint print of his lips, I pour out the content and then rinse his cup and leave it upside down on the rack. My hands keep moving because if they stop, I’ll think too much. I go into the bedroom and start straightening the sheets, trying not to remember what happened last night and this morning. The wardrobe door is slightly open, just enough to see his side rows of shirts and suits, all lined up like they’re waiting for him, I step closer, my fingers brushing over the sleeves, the smooth fabric under my skin. I used to help him pick ties in the morning. He’d ask, “Blue or grey?” and I’d tease, “Blue makes you look like you care.” He’d laugh. I can almost hear it now. I pull out one of his shirts and hold it against me, closing my eyes for a second, maybe I just overreacted. I pull

CHAPTER 4

THE SCENE AT SKYBOUNDThe moment I step out of the car, I know I don’t belong here. The glass doors ahead reflect a version of me I barely recognize ,bare face, oversized T-shirt that hangs past my thighs, bathroom flip-flops smacking against the tiled floor as I walk. My hair is still damp from the shower, sticking to my neck. I look… undone. everyone inside looks like they belong on a magazine cover , polished, pressed, perfect . I got very curious stares as I storm into the reception area. My flip flops slapping against the polished tiles as I storm through the doors . The receptionist’s eyes go wide the moment she sees me. “Uh… ma’am, can I help you?”she asks. “ I’m here to see Daniel,” I say, voice firm, steady or at least I try to make it sound that way , “ma’am, I’m sorry, but you can’t just walk in like that ”“I said , I need to see Daniel ! ,” I cut her off. She blinks, clearly confused. “I understand that ma’m , but you would need to book an appointment for that, he’s in a

CHAPTER 5

STRANGER AT CLUB MIRAGESecurity grabs my arm, their grip rough against my skin. I twist, trying to free myself. “Let me go!” I scream, tears spilling down my cheeks. “Ma’am, please, we can’t” “Don’t touch me!” I cry out again, my voice cracking. My eyes dart toward Daniel, desperate, searching for even a flicker of care, a word, anything. But he just stands there. Blank. Watching. Like I’m a stranger, like he doesn’t know me, like he didn’t just watch his wife being dragged out of his life in front of everyone. “Daniel!” I shout his name, but he doesn’t move.They pull me down the hallway, past the muttering crowd, phones held up high like weapons, flashing red dots recording every shameful second. Outside, the glass doors slam shut behind me. The sound echoes in my head like the final click of a lock. I stumble to the car, my chest heaving. I slide into the driver’s seat and just sit there. My hands tremble on the wheel. My reflection in the rearview mirror , messy hair, swollen e

CHAPTER 6

A STRANGER’S TOUCH I didn’t stop him …the ache in my chest twists into something else , something darker , hotter . He glances at me , his jaw tight , his eyes asking a question I already know the answer to, I should’ve said no . But instead, I whisper “just drive” . The music hums low from the speakers, the city lights streaking past the windshield like broken starts . I close my eyes , trying to breathe, but my heart won’t slow down. The silence between us isn’t empty , it’s thick, charged, like we’re both pretending not to feel the same pull. “We are here “he says, smiling at me, as the car finally slows, we’re in front of a house that looks nothing like mine, tall gates, warm lights glowing through wide glass windows, and a long driveway lined with trees that shimmer under the streetlamps. It’s quiet here, too quiet, like the rest of the world doesn’t exist. He gets out of the car and opens my side of the door for me, such a gentleman, and that made me throb. He grabs my ha

CHAPTER 7

THE MORNING AFTER When I wake, the first thing I feel is warmth. His warmth. His arm is still draped over my waist, heavy and steady, like it never moved through the night. My face is pressed against his chest, my legs tangled with his. For a few seconds, I don’t remember where I am. The sheets smell different, cedar, whiskey, and something faintly sweet, the slow, steady rise and fall of a man’s chest behind me. I blink. My lashes brush against the silk pillowcase. Then it hits me all at once. Last night. The club. The drive. The house. Him.My chest tightens. I lie still, afraid to move, afraid that if I shift, I’ll have to face what I’ve done. His breath brushes the back of my neck, slow and even. He’s still asleep. His hand rests on my stomach, fingers twitching slightly like he’s dreaming. I stare at the ceiling, at the soft morning light spilling through the curtains, and try to quiet the noise in my head. My body aches in all the places his hands had been. I can still feel him

CHAPTER 8

THE SOUND OF HIS RETURN When I get home, everything feels too quiet. The house is calm, but not in a peaceful way , it’s quiet . The door clicks shut behind me, echoing through the apartment like a reminder that I’m alone again. The faint smell of Daniel’s cologne still lingers somewhere in the air, mixed with coffee and dust. The curtains are half-drawn, letting thin bands of sunlight cut across the living room floor. My shoes come off with a dull thud, My heels scrape softly against the tiled floor as I step inside. I stand there for a second, just breathing, trying to make the world stop spinning. The guilt in my chest hasn’t left , it’s grown, swelling, pressing against my ribs until I can hardly breathe. Adrian’s house feels like a dream I shouldn’t have touched. His warmth, his voice, his hand brushing mine across the table, all of it replaying like scenes from a movie I don’t want to watch. But this house… this is real. This is where I belong. Or at least where I used to.I wa

CHAPTER 9 :

THE BREAKING POINT “Emma?”Just one word. My name.It hits me harder than I expect. I turn around slowly. He’s standing there at the entrance to the living room. His tie is loose, his shirt sleeves rolled up, a look of exhaustion on his face. His eyes meet mine. For a moment, everything stops. The world goes quiet, like it’s holding its breath with me. His face is unreadable, calm, but not kind. His gaze lingers on me, taking in my messy hair, the tired look in my eyes, the guilt I can’t hide.I want to speak, but my voice won’t come out. My hands tremble slightly. I don’t even know where to start, what to explain, what to apologize for. He doesn’t move either. The space between us feels heavy, full of things we haven’t said, full of what we’ve both done. My pulse beats fast in my throat. So many words sit at the tip of my tongue , Where were you? Why didn’t you call? Do you know what I saw online?But all that comes out is a whisper.“Daniel…”He doesn’t answer right away. He just e

CHAPTER 10

THE TABLE FOR TWO The restaurant door opens with a soft chime, and for a moment, I just stand there, breathing in the familiar smell , roasted garlic, fresh bread, and the faint sweetness of something baking. It’s been years since I last came here. Yet everything looks exactly the same. The soft amber lights, the brown leather booths, the little vase with a single white flower on each table. I swallow hard and walk inside. My heels click lightly on the tiled floor, the sound almost too loud for how quiet the place feels. It’s the same restaurant Daniel and I used to come to, our place. The waiter behind the counter looks up and smiles politely. “Table for one?” he asks. “Yeah,” I say softly. My voice barely comes out. He leads me to a corner booth by the window. Our booth. The one Daniel always liked because it had a view of the street. I slide into the seat slowly, running my hand across the smooth wooden table. The varnish is still shiny, warm to the touch. It feels like touchin

PREV

...

NEXT

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP

DMCA.com Protection Status