All Chapters of I Went Back In Time With A Money Multiplier System: Chapter 171
- Chapter 180
186 chapters
171. Cozy Farmers
The sky above the Arabian Sea was a deep, bruised purple as the private jet cruised at forty thousand feet. Inside the cabin of the Aegis Prime. The atmosphere was thick with the hum of high-end machinery and the oppressive silence of absolute power. This wasn't a standard corporate jet; it was a flying fortress, customized to Pavlov Vance’s exacting, paranoid specifications. The interior was a masterclass in minimalist luxury, featuring brushed titanium accents, cream-colored Italian leather, and floors covered in hand-woven silk carpets that muffled every footstep.Pavlov Vance sat reclined in a chair that was more of a sprawling couch than a seat. It was ergonomically designed to support his frame perfectly as it tilted back. In his right hand, he swirled a glass of vintage wine, the deep crimson liquid catching the dim, amber glow of the cabin's recessed lighting. He took a slow, deliberate sip, savoring the tannins before speaking."Zehra," he said, his voice a low, cultured rasp
172. Pavlov's Realisation
For the last few days, this had been their reality. While Pavlov Vance moved through the city with an army of guards and a heart full of paranoia, Adrian and Letty had retreated into the most innocuous, low-stakes environment possible. They were lying low, just as Adrian had planned. To any digital observer or eavesdropper, they weren't planning a heist or a murder; they were just two people obsessed with a virtual farm.Adrian leaned back for a second, his fingers hovering over the WASD keys. He looked over at Letty, who was currently celebrating a "level up" in her foraging skill. She looked younger, the stress lines around her eyes from the party raid finally beginning to fade."You're actually good at the logistics of this," Adrian remarked, his voice softening slightly."I run a multi-billion dollar company, Adrian," Letty said, not looking away from her screen as she chased a pixelated rabbit. "Optimizing a farm is just a smaller scale version of my daily life, but with less pap
173. Beach Retreat
The sun hung high over a secluded stretch of the California coastline, casting a shimmering, diamond-like glow over the Pacific. The air was a perfect mix of salt and the dry heat of the afternoon, tempered by a gentle breeze that rustled the fronds of a few distant palms.Adrian lay flat on a woven mat, his eyes shielded by dark sunglasses. For the first time in years, the tension that usually sat between his shoulder blades had dissolved into the warm sand beneath him. Beside him, Letty looked the picture of high-society relaxation, though without the high-society stress. She was wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and a simple swimsuit, her usual executive sharp-edged posture replaced by a languid, soft ease."This is so nice... so much better than those company trips where I'm forced to talk to people every single second. This is what true winding down feels like," Letty said, letting out a long, contented sigh. She took a sip of fresh coconut water through a straw, the condensation
174. Industrial Grade
The sun had begun its final, dramatic descent, bleeding into the horizon and painting the sky in a bruised palette of orangish-red and deep violet. The Pacific Ocean, once a brilliant turquoise, now reflected the fire from above, its waves turning into molten gold as they lapped against the shore. The air was cooling rapidly, the salty breeze carrying the first hint of the night’s chill.Ethan, Tristan, Mira, Aira, and Sofia eventually waded out of the surf, their skin glistening with saltwater and their lungs burning from the frantic game of tag. They looked around, shaking their hair out like a pack of wet dogs, only to realize that the beach mat where Adrian and Letty had been lounging was empty. The coconut shells and the ice-pop wrappers were gone, but their sandals were still there."Did they get kidnapped by a seagull or something?" Tristan wheezed, bending over with his hands on his knees. He was completely spent, his face flushed from the exertion."Maybe Adrian just realized
175. Beach Feast
"Haaaaa! This is exactly what you need after months of hard fucking work!" he shouted, his voice booming over the sound of the waves. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, looking more relaxed than Adrian had seen him in weeks.Aira, who was sitting next to him, immediately smacked the back of his head with a gentle thud."Dumb idiot, how do you even drink it so fast?" she scolded, though she was smiling. "I’ll end up choking if I even tried to do that. Slow down, or you’ll be passed out before the steak is even medium-rare.""It's an art form, Aira! You wouldn't understand the thirst of a man who just survived Tristan's swimming," Ethan retorted, dodging another swat.Hearing this, Sofia looked at her own can. She wasn't much of a drinker, but the atmosphere was infectious. She tilted the can back, trying to mimic Ethan’s "shotgun" style, but her timing was off. A spray of foam went up her nose and down her chin, spilling half the beer onto her lap.She sputtered, coughing an
176. Splitting Rooms
The fire had long since faded into a heap of glowing, deep-red embers by the time the group finally decided to move. The moon was high, casting a cold, silver light over the Pacific, and the only sounds were the distant, rhythmic crash of the waves and the soft rustle of the wind. They spent a solid forty minutes cleaning the site with the same efficiency they used to set it up; Adrian insisted on leaving no trace. The ash was buried, the stainless steel plate was scrubbed and stowed, and the cement bricks were hauled back into the flatbed of the truck.By the time they reached a nearby boutique hotel tucked away in a quiet coastal town, it was nearly midnight. The lobby was dim and smelled of lavender and old wood. Mira, usually the quietest among the high-performers, stepped forward before Adrian or Letty could even reach for their wallets."I’ve got this," she said, her voice firm."Mira, don't be ridiculous," Letty started, reaching for her designer clutch. "This was my idea, I sh
177. A Steamy Night
The soft light from the bedside lamp in the quiet boutique hotel room felt warm against their skin as Adrian and Aira stepped inside well past midnight, the distant sound of ocean waves still whispering through the half-open window after their long beach trip, sand still clinging lightly to their feet and the salt air heavy on their clothes. Aira moved first with that nimble grace she always carried, her athletic body turning toward him in the small space, her light summer dress hugging the gentle curves of her C-cup breasts, the flat plane of her toned midriff where faint lines of four-pack abs showed just beneath the fabric, and the nice rounded bubble butt that swayed with every playful step she took. She looked cute and hot all at once, her eyes sparkling with charisma as she gave him a teasing smile, clearly ready to push at the long tension that had built between them for the past few days."You know you have been watching me all day on that beach, Adrian. Well, I hope you were
178. Wanted By Two
Aira’s loud moans turned into desperate, gasping cries, her nimble body completely at his mercy. “Choke me… please choke me again… I love your hand on my throat while you fuck me… don’t stop, Adrian… I’m yours… make me cum again!” she begged loudly, her voice raw and loud between every moan and gasp.He kept her in the air like that for long minutes, pounding her hard and deep, twisting her tits, pinching her nipples until they were swollen and sensitive, then choking her just enough to make her eyes roll back in pleasure. Another orgasm tore through her, then another, her loud screams filling the room as her pussy spasmed and gushed around his cock again and again. Adrian’s own release finally built after two full hours of relentless fucking, his thrusts growing even harder as he growled against her ear, “Cum with me now… let me feel that tight pussy milk every drop out of me.”Aira cried out one last time, her flexible body shaking violently in his arms as she came hard, moaning his
179. A Nice Bath
"No," Sofia whispered, her voice breaking on the single syllable. "I can’t... I just can’t do it, Letty. It hurts so much just to see him with another girl, and I’ve spent every night for weeks trying to kill that feeling."She looked up at Adrian, her eyes filled with a raw, agonizing honesty that seemed to pierce through his calm exterior. "I want to be with you more than anything, Adrian, but I can't imagine myself being happy if I have to compete for your time and your heart."She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, but the tears kept coming, fueled by a deep-seated fear of being an afterthought in the life of the man she loved. "I won’t be able to handle the jealousy, and I know myself... I’ll end up hating myself, I’ll hate Letty, I’ll hate Aira, and eventually, I’ll end up hating you too."Before anyone could say a word of comfort or try to reason with her, Sofia reached for the door handle and shoved it open.She scrambled out of the car, her head down as she began to ru
180. The Great Dilemma
He didn't want to wake up a year from now with both of them hating each other and him. That would be a disaster. He needed to know that this was a choice made out of strength, not fear of losing him. And he needed to know his own heart. He needed to know if he could truly give enough of himself to two different people.At the end of his long session in the bath, the water had started to get lukewarm. He knew he couldn't stay in there forever. He stood up, the water dripping off his skin as he reached for a towel. He dried himself slowly, his mind still heavy with the weight of the decision.He looked at himself in the mirror. He looked the same as he always did; calm, focused, and steady. But inside, he felt like he was still searching for a signal in a lot of static. He muttered to himself one last time before stepping out of the room. "I can't be irresponsible about this... I need more time to be sure. I won't give them an answer until I'm certain I can follow through."Two weeks ha