Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 5

The throbbing in Izzy’s head dragged her out of sleep, the dull gain making her squint even before her eyes fully opened. It took her a moment to realize the noise in the background was her alarm clock. Her phone was ringing–insistently, vibrating somewhere near her head. Groaning, she fumbled for it on the nightstand, her fingers shaky and uncoordinated,

As soon as her hand wrapped around the device, her eyes flew open. This wasn’t her room.

The unfamiliar surroundings hit her like a ton of bricks, and before she could even process the headache, the memories of the night before flooded her mind. Her eyes widened in disbelie, as she clutched the blanket tighter around her body, pulling it up to her chest. She’s she’s fucking nakedll

The phone stopped ringing.

–

She glanced around, her heart hammering. The room was too sleek, too modern–definitely not hers, Her gaze flicked to the door, then the dresser, and finally the large windows that let in the muted light of morning. And then it hit her.

Liam.

She felt a surge of panic. She hadn’t planned for any of this to happen. Not last night. Not ever. The events from the night before played back in her head like a bad dream she couldn’t wake up from. Her challenge to him. The tension. And then…..

the rest.

Her phone buzzed again, pulling her out of her spiral. She looked down at the screen and froze when she saw the game.

Calen.

Her stomach churned. She stared at the name blinking on her phone. But before she could make a decision, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

-you

“You should probably answer that.”

the bathroom door, freshly showered, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Droplets of water still clung to his skin.

“You shouldn’t walk around with wet hair,” she said as she turned

phone stopped ringing

for your concern, but instead of pretending you’re not just checking me out, you might want to answer your phone. He’s not going

amused by her frustration. The sound sent another wave of irritation through her, but before she could snap at him, her phone started

the blanket off the bed, carelessly wrapping it around her body. She shot a quick glance at Liam, who was still lounging by the door, clearly enjoying the situation far too much. Ignoring him, she hurried the far side of the room and pressed the phone to her ear.

voice steady. The last thing she needed was for Calen to hear any hint of the

voice came through, sounding rushed. “Where are you? I thought you’d

could come up with. Quickly glancing at the

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her fingers tightening around the phone. “Landled a few minutes

pause on the other end. “I can’t pick you up,” Calen said. “There’s an emergency meeting–my father called it last minute.”

another excuse. The last thing she wanted was to see his face “That’s fine,” she said, trying

slightly. “I’m really sorry. I’ll make it up to you,

words. “It’s fine,” she muttered. “I’ll be home

was just about to ask about the Downtown project? How was it? Were you able to read the documents? Do you think we

her because he needed something. “” Izzy looked at Liam who was still staring at her. “I haven’t had the chance. I was a little busy this time.”

about having dinner with me later!We can celebrate our

having a really bad headache.

I’ll see you next time.”

quickly ended the call, lowering the phone from her car and letting out a breath

throat when she realized how close Liam was–so

Liam’s gaze locked onto hers, a faint smirk still tugging at the corner of

you going to

the blanket tighter around her, avoiding his piercing gaze. “I–uh,” she stammered, suddenly remembering the events

blame alcohol. She’s a bad drunk and both of them knew it.