All Chapters of NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

WHEN TRYING ISN'T ENOUGH When I heard his car pull into the driveway, my hands froze over the plate I was arranging. My heart jumped so hard it hurt. For a second I just stood there in the kitchen, staring at the pot on the stove, the steam rising slowly, like it had all the time in the world… while I felt like I had none.Daniel walks in without knocking, without pausing, without even looking at me properly. The door closes behind him with a soft thud, but somehow it feels louder than a scream. He’s holding a brown envelope, thick, official-looking, and he drops it carelessly on the edge of the couch. He didn’t even look at the house, just came in with long, tired steps, a neutral expression on his face.My chest tightened.He doesn’t greet me. He just says, dryly, “I signed them.” My heart jumps into my throat. He placed it on the center table without a word. “Hi,” I whispered, voice trembling before I could stop it. “Emma,” he answered. His tone was flat. Not cold… just done. Lik

A MONTH TO BREAK MY HEART He turned, My voice broke, “Daniel…” He stopped in the doorway, But he didn’t turn around, He didn’t breathe a word, And that silence…That silence hurt more than anything he could have said. The door wasn’t even closed yet.Not fully.It hovered, half open, half shut, like even the house wasn’t sure whether to let him leave me or keep him inside.And me…I sat completely still.Frozen.My fingers hovered above the papers he left on the table. Divorce. My name. His name. Lines waiting to erase us like we were just… ink. Like we weren’t years. Like we weren’t vows. Like we weren’t two people who had just kissed like we were starving for each other.I couldn’t breathe.Not properly.Not at all.My chest felt like someone had tied it with a rope and kept pulling tighter… tighter… tighter…“Sign whenever you’re ready.”Those words replayed in my head, slow and cruel.My throat burned. My eyes burned. My entire body stung, like heartbreak had claws.I picked up t

A HOUSE THAT ISN'T HOME I don’t know what I expected to feel when I started packing a small bag at home, relief? escape? maybe a fake sense of healing, but what I felt was heaviness. A slow, dragging ache in my chest that refused to loosen. Still, I folded my clothes neatly, placed my skincare bag inside, picked up the novel I pretended to be reading, and forced myself to breathe. Recovery. That was the lie I told myself.Maybe being in Adrian’s house would make everything quiet. Maybe his warmth would drown out the chaos Daniel left behind. Maybe… maybe pretending wouldn’t hurt so much.By the time I got to Adrian’s front door, my hands were shaking. He opened it immediately, like he had been standing behind it the whole time.“Emma,” he breathed, eyes softening instantly. “You’re here.”“Yeah,” I whispered, managing a small smile. “I… needed a change of space.”He didn’t ask any extra questions, he just stepped aside and let me in, like he was welcoming me back into something I did

HIS SPACE , MY LIE The moment he guided me into his office, his hand resting lightly on my lower back, I felt the shift in the air. “This is the first time you’ve ever been in here,” he said with a small grin, the kind of grin a man gives when he’s showing you the part of his life that means something to him.I stepped inside slowly, I looked around, The dark wood desk, the polished awards, the framed campaign photos on the wall, everything felt expensive and carefully arranged, reminded me so much about Daniel’s office. “It’s nice,” I said, nodding. It came out quiet, but truthful , even if part of me hated how comfortable the space felt, a place where real decisions happened… decisions that could destroy Skybound. “I’ve never been inside an office like this before.” I lied. “I knew you’d like it,” he said, sounding almost boyishly pleased, leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets, shoulder raised slightly. He walked toward me, eyes scanning my face.“You loo

THE SHIFTI stood outside, confused and suddenly nervous, because for the first time… I felt like I was standing in the middle of a history I didn’t understand. and a war I didn’t even know I’d joined.Through the glass wall, the whole scene unfolded like a movie I wished I could pause.I didn’t walk away immediately. I moved a little to the side, just enough so I wouldn’t look suspicious, and I pretended to scroll through my phone. But the glass wall beside me was clear enough. Too clear. I could see everything happening inside. At first, it was just Adrian and the lady, face-to-face.Then I saw two employees stop to watch. Then another. Then security tried to push them back. The argument was looking worse by the second. Adrian’s jaw was tight. His hands were moving sharply while he talked. The lady wasn’t backing down either, her arms folded, chin lifted, eyes locked on him like she owned the place or owned a part of him.I could feel the tension even from outside.My chest tightened