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BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 158
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Inside California prison's bleak walls, an inmate named Clara Hemp remained obdurate in rebellion. Her fellow prisoner, who spoke with quick lips and hot tongue, called Dolores, was fed up with Clara's condescending nature. The strained relations between Clara Hemp and Dolores were now burning."You think you're better than all of us, don't you Clara?" Dolores spat out, slamming her metal tray on the small table in their cell. Her voice reverberated off the cold concrete walls as it drew in the attention of inmates sitting around them. "Your rich-girl attitude won't get you very far in here, princess."Clara sat on the lower bunk, crossing her arms and giving Dolores a disdainful look. "And you think you're some kind of authority here? Save your lecture. I don't have time for your pathetic attempts to feel superior."Dolores laughed, a harsh, bitter sound. "Superior? Oh, honey, you're in the same cage as the rest of us. The only difference is, you still act like you're above it all. N
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"You think you’ve won," Clara muttered, her voice low and venomous, the sound bouncing off the barren walls of her cell. "You think you’ve left me behind, but I’m not finished yet."For a long time, the oppressive silence of solitary confinement did not stifle her soul; it had ignited the flame of her fury. Every instant spent in that cold, empty box was tinder for her will. Clara's mind was frantically plotting and imagining scenarios. She clutched at each shred of hope for revenge as if it might be her savior.She would not allow them to beat her. The guards, nor the other prisoners. And especially Benedict and Sabrina, who actually thought they won.Clara kept to herself in the days that followed, her sharp gaze observing everything and everyone during her limited hours outside solitary. She listened intently, piecing together information, overheard conversations, and the intricate social web within the prison.There was power to be seized, even here. She just had to find the right
Last Updated : 2025-01-02BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 161
Benedict sat at the kitchen table, running his fingers over the rim of his coffee cup as steam curled up into the air and vanished into the morning light. The sun spat out rays that tenderly bathed the room, but the warmth did little to thaw the cold thoughts that gripped him. Clara transferring to the mental health facility had been unforeseen, but Benedict knew her too well. She was always on the next corner, always making the long play. It had already been years that they had last seen each other, but time and again every time he thought of getting out and away from her, she invented a new twist to bring him back. The soft sound of footsteps broke him out of his reverie, and he looked up to see Sabrina entering the room. The presence of her was like a balm to his soul. Her eyes were filled with quiet concern, soothing the harsh edges of his thoughts. Her steps were light, almost whispering in the air, as she walked toward him. "What's wrong, Benedict?" she asked with her soft but a
Last Updated : 2025-01-03BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 162
They had a future; they had a family, and nothing—no one—could take that away.But even as the warmth of the moment enveloped them, a small voice in the back of Benedict's mind continued to whisper. Clara's game wasn't over. She was just getting started.A few days into Clara's admission to the psychiatric facility, Benedict and Sabrina had attempted to move forward, focusing on their family and putting as much distance between themselves and the past as was humanly possible. But then came the jarring news once again: Clara was getting better. Her shenanigans were said to be stabilizing, and she was being rewarded with more privileges within the facility. Benedict, though, felt the sharp sting of suspicion. Clara was far too clever, too calculating, to just let herself get taken down by her own charade.She's acting. Benedict was sure of it.He stands in front of the window, and his eyes go blank as the sun sets with long shadows. His heart seems to want Clara gone, but his mind still
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Clara sat on her cot, her shoulders curved forward in what might have been exhaustion or deep thought. Her hair fell softly around her face as she gently rocked, humming to herself - perhaps finding comfort in the rhythm and melody that made sense to her, even if others couldn't follow its pattern. Her eyes moved across the room, taking in her surroundings in a way that suggested she was processing her environment, even if differently than others might. While the staff saw behaviors they needed to document, there was a person there - Clara - experiencing this moment in her own way.Inside, though, Clara was far from lost. She was calculating. Her plan was working out nicely. The staff, kind-hearted and wanting to aid her, were starting to accommodate her: let her walk outside for longer, take her in the recreation room, and conduct private therapy with her. All these concessions edged her closer to the freedom she wanted—and revenge she had envisioned. "Good morning, Clara," Nurse Ele
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That night, Benedict sat beside Sabrina in their living room. The warm light of the table lamp lit the space across his face and left deep shadows everywhere else. Lines of worry spread across his features as his fingers tapped out an impatient rhythm against the armrest of his chair. "She's playing them," he muttered softly. "I know it, Sabrina."She closed the book and turned to him. The way she was gazing at him showed tension, and fire flared in his eyes that was evident when Clara was present. "You don't need to prove a thing," Sabrina said coolly, though firm. "I have seen what she's capable of. But what are we going to do about it Benedict?" Benedict straightened his back, elbows on knees."We get ahead one step, Sabrina," he growled through a tightening jaw line.“If she’s planning something—and she is—we’ll be ready.”Sabrina turned her face up, a mix of sympathy and resolve. "You are not alone in this," she whispered softly. "Whatever happens we'll face it together, but smar
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Benedict's icy glare felt like a winter storm, chilling Sabrina to her core. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and heartbreak as she faced him. He was Benedict Thompson, the only heir to the Thompson estates, a man known more for his wild ways than for his business brilliance. At a young age, he became a billionaire and led BMX Estates, a huge architectural firm. Now, he paced angrily in his family’s luxurious living room, each step echoing the thick tension in the air.“Last night, you seduced me,” he spat, his voice sharp and filled with anger. “What trick did you use to make my mother force me into this marriage?”Sabrina welled up with tears, trying to find the right words. She had never seen him like this; in pain and disbelief."I... I didn’t trick you," she stammered, her voice trembling. "I've liked you since we were kids. That’s all."His harsh laugh cut through her, deepening his rage. “You think I would believe that? The wedding, everything—it’s just a trap, isn’t it?”“I’
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The next day came, though her feelings had been utterly smashed the night before, the wedding preparations continued on. Sabrina hardly recognised who peered back at her as she sat in the bride's suite: white, pale, tear-rimmed eyes, but still, a beautiful silken cloth hugged her body, soft curls framed her face.Her mother, Leila, entered and sat beside her. Her face etched with despair."Sabrina dear," she whispered softly, "do you really want to do this? You don't have to do this."Sabrina shook her head. New tears formed in her eyes. "Mom, what am I suppose to do?" she whispered in a barely audible voice, her voice barely above a whisper, quivering with uncertainty. "I love him, but he…. He hates me."The burden of her heart pressure weighed upon her chest so heavily that it became unbearable to breathe. She felt lost and scared, like standing at a crossroads with no signs guiding her.Then her eyes questioned her mother to seek solace as well as find answers that seemed really too
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That night, Benedict sat beside Sabrina in their living room. The warm light of the table lamp lit the space across his face and left deep shadows everywhere else. Lines of worry spread across his features as his fingers tapped out an impatient rhythm against the armrest of his chair. "She's playing them," he muttered softly. "I know it, Sabrina."She closed the book and turned to him. The way she was gazing at him showed tension, and fire flared in his eyes that was evident when Clara was present. "You don't need to prove a thing," Sabrina said coolly, though firm. "I have seen what she's capable of. But what are we going to do about it Benedict?" Benedict straightened his back, elbows on knees."We get ahead one step, Sabrina," he growled through a tightening jaw line.“If she’s planning something—and she is—we’ll be ready.”Sabrina turned her face up, a mix of sympathy and resolve. "You are not alone in this," she whispered softly. "Whatever happens we'll face it together, but smar
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 163
Clara sat on her cot, her shoulders curved forward in what might have been exhaustion or deep thought. Her hair fell softly around her face as she gently rocked, humming to herself - perhaps finding comfort in the rhythm and melody that made sense to her, even if others couldn't follow its pattern. Her eyes moved across the room, taking in her surroundings in a way that suggested she was processing her environment, even if differently than others might. While the staff saw behaviors they needed to document, there was a person there - Clara - experiencing this moment in her own way.Inside, though, Clara was far from lost. She was calculating. Her plan was working out nicely. The staff, kind-hearted and wanting to aid her, were starting to accommodate her: let her walk outside for longer, take her in the recreation room, and conduct private therapy with her. All these concessions edged her closer to the freedom she wanted—and revenge she had envisioned. "Good morning, Clara," Nurse Ele
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 162
They had a future; they had a family, and nothing—no one—could take that away.But even as the warmth of the moment enveloped them, a small voice in the back of Benedict's mind continued to whisper. Clara's game wasn't over. She was just getting started.A few days into Clara's admission to the psychiatric facility, Benedict and Sabrina had attempted to move forward, focusing on their family and putting as much distance between themselves and the past as was humanly possible. But then came the jarring news once again: Clara was getting better. Her shenanigans were said to be stabilizing, and she was being rewarded with more privileges within the facility. Benedict, though, felt the sharp sting of suspicion. Clara was far too clever, too calculating, to just let herself get taken down by her own charade.She's acting. Benedict was sure of it.He stands in front of the window, and his eyes go blank as the sun sets with long shadows. His heart seems to want Clara gone, but his mind still
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 161
Benedict sat at the kitchen table, running his fingers over the rim of his coffee cup as steam curled up into the air and vanished into the morning light. The sun spat out rays that tenderly bathed the room, but the warmth did little to thaw the cold thoughts that gripped him. Clara transferring to the mental health facility had been unforeseen, but Benedict knew her too well. She was always on the next corner, always making the long play. It had already been years that they had last seen each other, but time and again every time he thought of getting out and away from her, she invented a new twist to bring him back. The soft sound of footsteps broke him out of his reverie, and he looked up to see Sabrina entering the room. The presence of her was like a balm to his soul. Her eyes were filled with quiet concern, soothing the harsh edges of his thoughts. Her steps were light, almost whispering in the air, as she walked toward him. "What's wrong, Benedict?" she asked with her soft but a
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"You think you’ve won," Clara muttered, her voice low and venomous, the sound bouncing off the barren walls of her cell. "You think you’ve left me behind, but I’m not finished yet."For a long time, the oppressive silence of solitary confinement did not stifle her soul; it had ignited the flame of her fury. Every instant spent in that cold, empty box was tinder for her will. Clara's mind was frantically plotting and imagining scenarios. She clutched at each shred of hope for revenge as if it might be her savior.She would not allow them to beat her. The guards, nor the other prisoners. And especially Benedict and Sabrina, who actually thought they won.Clara kept to herself in the days that followed, her sharp gaze observing everything and everyone during her limited hours outside solitary. She listened intently, piecing together information, overheard conversations, and the intricate social web within the prison.There was power to be seized, even here. She just had to find the right
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 159
Inside California prison's bleak walls, an inmate named Clara Hemp remained obdurate in rebellion. Her fellow prisoner, who spoke with quick lips and hot tongue, called Dolores, was fed up with Clara's condescending nature. The strained relations between Clara Hemp and Dolores were now burning."You think you're better than all of us, don't you Clara?" Dolores spat out, slamming her metal tray on the small table in their cell. Her voice reverberated off the cold concrete walls as it drew in the attention of inmates sitting around them. "Your rich-girl attitude won't get you very far in here, princess."Clara sat on the lower bunk, crossing her arms and giving Dolores a disdainful look. "And you think you're some kind of authority here? Save your lecture. I don't have time for your pathetic attempts to feel superior."Dolores laughed, a harsh, bitter sound. "Superior? Oh, honey, you're in the same cage as the rest of us. The only difference is, you still act like you're above it all. N
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 158
He pulled her panties down, then got into position with himself at her entrance. He looked up to see that she was prepared, then slid inside. She gasped under the pressure as she arched her back up and he fell onto her breast with his mouth.He started pumping himself into her, and with every movement, she panted. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding onto him tight as his thrusts made her hips move further up on the mattress."Benedict," Sabrina moaned out. "Benedict please, I'm so close."He pulled his mouth from her breast, shaking his head as he pushed her hair back. "No angel. You don't get to cum until I say you can."She whined as a response, desperate for a release as he continued to pound into her. Despite her current state, Benedict grabbed her legs, wrapping them around his hips so he could fuck her deeper. She screamed with each thump, raising her hand and pressing it on his biceps as I pushed my hand on the curves. She burst into laughter to lighten up as he cont
BILLIONAIRE'S LIES BILLIONAIRE'S LIES CHAPTER 157
She watched as Benedict slowly pulled down the cups of her bra, exposing her bare chest to him. His fingers slowly danced over her nipples in a taunting manner. she moaned softly, as he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking roughly while toying with her other breast.-nagend sa a casanova bedscene. "Benedict," she whimpered as he bit down. He pulled his mouth from her breast, making a popping sound, cocking his eyebrow at her. Hi moved his hands, slowly stroking her hips while teasing the waste bans of her stockings. "Yes, princess?" She writhed under his gaze, "Please touch me," I begged. He smiled, and began slowly to pull her stockings down."I think I said earlier that I am in charge of things here," he said as he pulled them off her legs, looking at her body as if he hadn't eaten for years. And suddenly, he has wrapped his hands around her thighs and spread them apart, leaning down and peppering her legs with soft kisses; the polar opposite of what was to come. Then he slowly made
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The evening's music dwindled into silence, and it was time to let the guests take their leave, so Benedict and Sabrina remained by the grand entrance of the estate, waving everyone off. Hugs and words of warmth and congratulations sent waves of pure gratitude and exuberance within them. Saben, snug in Teresa's arms, was fast asleep, his little hand holding onto the lapel of her dress.The laughter and light of the evening had tired him out, but the soft smile on his face said volumes about his happiness, even in dreams. Penelope gave Sabrina one last playful nudge before heading off. “Don’t forget, Sab. I need all the wedding details first. Don’t you dare plan it without me!” Sabrina laughed, pulling her friend into a warm hug. “You’ll be the first to know, I promise. Thank you for everything, Pen.” When the car carrying Wendy Taylor and Leila Auburn arrived, both women extended their hands to Sabrina. Under the heavy chandeliers of the estate, Wendy's eyes sparkled as she kissed Sabri
