Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Peng Xiu exposed

"What are you doing?" Xiang Yu whispered, his voice laced with amusement as he leaned back further, inviting Han Xin’s touch. Han Xin wrapped his arm around Xiang Yu’s chest, pulling him closer, and whispered, "Nothing, I just wanted to touch you." His fingers continued to explore, massaging Xiang Yu’s ring finger, imagining a thick gold band adorning it.

Xiang Yu turned his head, his lips brushing against Han Xin’s cheek, sending shivers down his spine. "Do you think we would make as much noise as those two while doing it?" he asked, referring to the audio. Han Xin’s cheeks flushed, and he bit his lower lip, his eyes darting away momentarily. His cock twitched, desperate for attention, as if agreeing with the idea.

"Maybe... I can give it a try," Han Xin replied, his voice hoarse with desire. Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he studied Han Xin’s face. He understood what Han Xin meant and he wasn’t opposed to it. After a moment, he leaned in, his breath hot against Han Xin’s ear, and asked, "Should we get a hotel room? Somewhere private, where no one can hear me scream your name as you fuck me senseless?"

Han Xin’s body trembled at the explicit words, his fingers curling into Xiang Yu’s chest. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing before he found his voice. "Our bedroom at home is soundproof," he rasped, his voice thick with need. "You can make as much noise as you want, no one will hear us."

A satisfied smile curved Xiang Yu’s lips, and he nodded, his eyes dark with desire. Just as Xiang Yu was about to say something he heard a sound at the door. Xiang Yu sat up and Han Xin furrowed his brows. Who had the courage to break into his office?

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The tension in the air was palpable as Peng Xiu stood outside the office, her fists clenched tightly, veins popping from the sheer force of her rage. In her ear were the sounds of Han Xin’s passionate encounter with Xiang Yu, and it was driving her insane. Her jealousy knew no bounds, and she was determined to pull them apart and kill that vixen no matter the cost.

The cries of pleasure that echoed through her earphones were like daggers piercing her heart, each moan and grunt a painful reminder of Han Xin’s betrayal.

As the volume of their lovemaking increased, so did Peng Xiu’s fury. She knew she shouldn’t expose herself and walk in on them, but she couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t stand hearing the man she loved doing such a thing with another man. Just the thought of Han Xin having sex with Xiang Yu, their naked bodies entwined, sweating and writhing in ecstasy drove her to madness.

Her mind was on the verge of collapse the louder and rougher those voices of lovemaking grew. Her rationality snapped and she had long lost her mind. ’Han Xin can only be with me... He belongs only to me,’ she said to herself in a manical voice. She was like a raving lunatic unleashed.

She twisted the doorknob, expecting it to open and reveal the pair in their most intimate moment. But to her surprise, the door was locked. A low growl escaped her throat as she realised she had to find another way in.

Peng Xiu’s anger reached a boiling point. She glared at Xiang Yu, her hands balling into tight fists at her sides. "You bitch!" she spat out, her voice dripping with venom. "You did this! You set me up, you manipulative bastard!" _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

Xiang Yu’s smirk widened, his eyes never leaving Peng Xiu’s furious face. He held up the listening device disguised as a nail, and twirled it between his fingers. "It seems you are the one who put this here. The real question, though, is why?... Is it because you are a pervert or..."

Peng Xiu’s face flushed with humiliation and rage. She would rather die than admit to her actions, especially now that she had been caught red-handed. "You planted those! You wanted to frame me, to make Han Xin believe I was spying on him!"

Han Xin, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his deep voice booming through the room. "Peng Xiu!" he yelled, his face a mask of anger. Xiang Yu raised a hand, signalling for Han Xin to stop. The tall man clenched his jaw, his fists trembling by his sides, clearly struggling to control his temper.

Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed as he took a step towards Peng Xiu, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Really? So, you just happened to break into my boyfriend’s office, did you?" The word ’boyfriend’ stung Peng Xiu like a thousand needles, piercing her heart. She felt a surge of nausea, her stomach churning with anger and jealousy.

"I... I heard cries," she stammered, her voice shaking. "I thought someone was hurt, so I came to investigate." The bodyguards standing at the door exchanged glances, their eyes widening at her stupid response. Those cries weren’t of someone being beaten but sounds of being drilled by a Jackhammer in a pleasurable way.