My Ex Left Me Years Ago Then I’m Married to a Billionaire novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Skye’s POV

I stared at the screen, my stomach turning to ice as the images loaded. The first photo showed Lacey wearing Adrian’s black T–shirt, taking a mirror selfie. The shirt hung loosely on her small frame, and It was obvious she wore nothing underneath. Her expression was sultry, intentional.

The next image made my jaw clench. She was lying on what was clearly Adrian’s hotel bed, still in his shirt, her legs stretched out provocatively as she posed for another selfie.

Garrett clicked through to the next photo, and things got worse. Lacey was completely naked in a bathtub, bubbles strategically covering parts of her body. I recognized the marble fixtures and tile pattern–it was definitely Adrian’s hotel bathroom.

Garrett paused, his hand hovering over the mouse. He glanced up at me, looking uncomfortable.

“The rest are… well. Should I continue? I’m not sure this is appropriate.”

Adrian stood beside me, his face contorted with disgust. He looked like he wanted to burn the laptop–and possibly Lacey too.

Lacey stared at the floor, twisting her fingers together nervously, her earlier confidence completely gone.

I reached for the mouse. “Let me see.”

I clicked through the remaining photos quickly. There she was posing naked in front of the bathroom mirror. Another showed Adrian at the bar, clearly taken without his knowledge. One particularly invasive shot showed Adrian after a shower, half naked as he stood by the hotel window, a towel around his waist, his back to the camera.

“Delete them,” I told Garrett. “All of them.”

“Got it,” Garrett nodded, fingers moving toward the keyboard.

“No!” Lacey suddenly lunged forward, grabbing for the phone. “You cannot do that!”

Adrian caught her wrist in one swift motion, his grip firm. With his other hand, he snatched the phone and smashed it against the floor. The device shattered, pieces scattering across the carpet.

“Garrett, take her to Alpha Morgan,” Adrian ordered. “Search her room too. I want everything related to me or Skye completely removed.”

Lacey’s face transformed from shock to rage. “What? Do you have any idea how long it took me to collect those? Do you know how much money candidate photos like these are worth on the market right now?”

I laughed without humor. “Do you know that what you did is illegal?”

She ignored my question, turning to Adrian instead. “You should be thanking fans like me! If we weren’t promoting you online every day, do you think your popularity would be this high?”

“Shut up,” Adrian snapped. “Garrett, get her out of here.”

Garrett grabbed Lacey’s arm and began pulling her toward the door. As they reached the hallway, she twisted in his grip.

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“Get off me, you cripple!” she screamed.

Garrett froze, his face paling at the slur.

Before I could think, I stepped forward and slapped her across the face. The sound echoed in the hallway.

Our commotion attracted attention. Several hotel guests–mostly women, as the hotel owner had mentioned–gathered to watch, their phones immediately coming out to record the scene.

We were at a disadvantage. Lacey was an Omega and young, which made us look like bullies despite her intrusion and insults. If this got out, it could damage Adrian’s reputation.

After Garrett finally managed to drag her away, Adrian and I returned to our room. He immediately grabbed the black T–shirt Lacey had worn and tossed it into the trash can.

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“Disgusting,” he muttered, shaking his head.

He called the front desk and requested all bedding and towels be replaced immediately. We waited silently as hotel staff changed everything, leaving us with fresh sheets and towels.

When they finally left, Adrian pulled me onto the newly made bed, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck. I tried to respond, but my mind kept replaying those photos.

Adrian lifted his head, studying my face. “What is it? Still bothered by what happened?”

“I never thought fans could be so crazy,” I said, staring at the ceiling.

“Tomorrow I will have the hotel owner remove all guests and book the entire place for us,” he said, his fingers tracing circles on my shoulder. “Nobody will bother us again.”

I turned to face him. “As a man, aren’t you happy having so many women obsessed with you? If some gorgeous woman threw herself at you, can you honestly say you would not be tempted?”

Adrian raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smile. “Are you jealous? That is a first. If these women make you jealous, maybe I should keep them around.”

I punched his chest. “I am not jealous. I just worry you will get distracted and it will affect your final trial!”

“No? Then prove it to me,” Adrian said, suddenly ripping off my nightgown. He cupped my breast, his thumb circling my nipple. “No woman but you will ever wear my clothes.”

His mouth replaced his hand, his tongue swirling around my sensitive skin as I arched against him. His teeth grazed lightly, sending shivers down my spine.

I slid my hands down his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath my fingertips. His body was perfect–strong, powerful, mine. I helped him out of his shirt, then ran my nails down his back as he kissed his way down my stomach.

When he reached the edge of my panties, he looked up with a wicked smile before pulling them down with his teeth. His tongue found my center, making me gasp and grip the sheets.

“Adrian,” I moaned as he worked his magic, bringing me close to the edge.

Since my kidnapping, Adrian no longer restrained his desire for me. His tongue, now impossibly skilled, danced across my skin, igniting

every nerve.

My body, seasoned by our two prior encounters, had grown exquisitely sensitive. His mouth alone, teasing and relentless, pushed me to my first climax, waves of pleasure crashing through me. I felt wilder, hungrier than I ever imagined, my inhibitions unraveling under his

touch.

He moved back up my body, his eyes dark with desire as he positioned himself between my legs. I felt him hard against me,

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