All Chapters of NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

I made my way back to the guest dining area faster than I should have.Not running. But close enough that anyone paying attention would notice something was off.My steps were uneven, my breathing shallow and rushed, like my body was still trying to escape something my mind hadn’t fully processed yet. The path we had taken earlier felt different now, longer, tighter, like the space itself had shifted while I was gone.Or maybe it was just me. Everything felt different. Too sharp. Too exposed.Every sound made me flinch slightly, the clink of cutlery, the low hum of voices, even the faint rustle of movement around me. My senses hadn’t settled since the gunshot. They were still stretched thin, still alert, still expecting something else to go wrong. Then I stepped inside.The guest dining. Warm. Bright. Normal. The contrast hit me so hard I almost stopped walking. It didn’t make sense. How could a place like that, cold, controlled, violent, exist just a few walls away from this? Soft co

The drive back home was quiet. Not the comfortable kind. Not the kind where silence feels shared. This one sat between us, heavy, stretched, almost deliberate, like neither of us wanted to touch what had just happened… or maybe only I didn’t know how to.Adrian had his music playing.Low. Controlled.The same kind he always played, smooth, calculated, almost like background noise designed to keep things from getting too real. I stared ahead. Not blinking much. Not moving much. Just… staring.The road stretched endlessly in front of us, but I wasn’t seeing it. My eyes were fixed, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.That room. That chair. That sound. My chest tightened slightly as the memory replayed again, The gunshot. Sharp. Sudden. Final. I swallowed, my throat dry. How?, How does someone walk out of something like that… and act normal? Slowly, I turned my head.Just a little. Enough to look at him. Adrian.His face was calm, his posture relaxed, one hand steady on the wheel whi

“Thank you,” I said, my fingers tightening slightly around the handle of the bag as though I needed to remind myself it was real, that this moment, this entire experience, had actually happened.“You’re welcome,” Adrian replied smoothly, his voice carrying that same calm confidence he had worn all day. “I’m glad you like it.”I nodded, though my eyes lingered on the bag for just a second too long. The deep purple shimmered under the soft lighting, the texture catching every movement like it was alive, like it had a presence of its own.“I’ll drop you home now,” he continued, already shifting his attention forward, always moving, always deciding. “And I’ll head to Aurex.” He paused briefly, turning to look at me, his expression unreadable for a split second. “Do you still want to come along for that?”His hand found its way back to my lap, natural, effortless, like it belonged there. I looked down at his hand, then back up at him.“I think I’ve done enough for today,” I said carefully.

Adrian’s hands gripped my waist with gentle but undeniable strength. With one smooth motion, he pushed me backward until I lay flat on the wide, luxurious couch. The soft cushions gave way beneath me, enveloping my body as I sank into them. Before I could even catch my breath, he moved over me, settling his powerful frame between my parted legs. His weight pressed down deliciously, pinning me in place without crushing me. The heat radiating from his body contrasted sharply with the cool air that still kissed my exposed breasts.He bent down slowly, his dark eyes locked onto mine for a brief, intense moment before his mouth descended. His lips closed around one of my hardened nipples, taking it fully into the wet heat of his mouth. A low, hungry sound rumbled in his throat as he began to suck , slow at first, then with increasing intensity. His tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, flicking and teasing, sending sharp sparks of pleasure shooting straight down to my core. The suction

Adrian pulled away from the deep, messy kiss, his lips still glistening with a mix of saliva and his own cum. Without a word, he rose from the couch with powerful grace, his muscular body towering over me as I remained kneeling on the floor. His eyes burned with fresh hunger, dark and intense. In one smooth motion, he reached down, grabbed me under my arms, and lifted me up as if I weighed nothing. A small gasp escaped me at the sudden movement.He jacked me up higher against his body, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carried me across the room. His strong hands gripped my ass firmly, fingers digging into my soft flesh while his hard cock, still semi-erect and slick from my mouth, brushed teasingly against my inner thigh with every step. The walk to the large dining table felt charged with anticipation. My heart pounded wildly in my chest, my body still buzzing from the intense orgasm and the filthy kiss we had just shared.He placed me on the dining table with s