Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 14

“Please make yourself comfortable,” Mondes said as he opened the door.

Izzy stepped into the guest room, glancing around. The space was elegant and understated, with a refined, minimalist design. The walls were painted in a soft beige tone, creating a wain and welcoming atmosphere, while the furnishings had a subtle, modern touch. A large, inviting bed with crisp white lines was positioned against the far wall, flanked by matching nightstands holding sleek brass lamps.

Mondo stood by the door, gesturing toward the room. “The young master arranged for an office setup here temporarily. Once the renovations are complete, you’ll have a dedicated office in the main part of the house.”

Izzy nodded, taking in the room. It was carefully organized, with small workspace set up against the opposite wall. A minimalist desk sat under a large window, equipped with basic fice supplies and a laptop. The window overlooked the balcony, which offered a partial view of the city’s skyline, adding a sense of openness to the room.

The attached bathroom was just as tastefully designed. She noted the glass shower and polished marble countertops, the space compact yet efficient, with plush beige towels neatly folded on a rack. Everything felt precise like every detail had been intentionally chosen…

“This is just one of the three bedrooms here,” Mondo explained as she looked around. The master bedroom is where Mr. Horvath is resting, of course. The other room functions as his main office. And this will be turned into your office.”

“An office?” Izzy lifted an eyebrow. She missed this part earlier. She turned to him. “What do you mean, an office?” She thought she would be sleeping here. She frowned. Liam didn’t mention anything about her having an office in his penthouse.

Mondo blinked, then nodded as if he’d understood. “Of course, Young Madam. Young master wanted you to be able to work inside your own office. If you’d like anything specific added to this room, just let me know. We can make adjustments to ensure the space suits you. It’s quite large, so there’s flexibility.”

Izzy opened her mouth to clarify, but Mondo continued. “As for your walk–in closet in the master bedroom, that setup will take some time. Mr. Horvath has decided that, while the master suite is being prepared, you both will stay at his grandfather’s house for the time being.”

She froze, momentarily caught off guard. Her mind spun at the realization. She hadn’t been aware that Liam intended for them to stay together, let alone in the same bedroom in his grandfather’s house. This arrangement was far from what she’d expected, but seeing Mondo’s calm expression, she kept her thoughts to herself. She simply nodded, gathering her composure. “Thank you, Mondo.”

Mondo inclined his head. “If there’s anything else you need, you can call me anytime. I’ll make sure arrangements are taken

care of

asked, “Do you stay

across the hall,” he replied.

a brief nod. “Thanks again.

onto the soft mattress, stretching out as she stared at the ceiling. The exhaustion from the night hit her full force. Her eyes felt heavy, ready to close at any moment. But a shower sounded equally tempting. The simple thought of washing off the long day’s stress immediately pulled her out of the bed.

with precision. The bathroom itself had an understated elegance–sleek marble countertops, a large mirror with subtle backlighting, and an elegant frosted glass door that separated the shower from the sink

was already in place: shampoo, body wash, a new

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of her own things, so the sight of these essentials made

relaxing her muscles She took her time, letting the water wash away the tension of the night. The scent of the shampon

for her soft obe. But the moment she looked up, her heart nearly

arms crossed and sinirk tugging at his lips, was

clutching her

her robe even closer around her. She had no

now

answer, I thought something might have happened,” he said with

out at him when suddenly her foot slipped. Her eyes widened as she felt herself tipping forward, completely off–balance. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the

steady arms. She opened her eyes slowly, face–to–face with Liam, who

murmured. “Wouldn’t want my new wife getting hurt.”

to regain her footing “I don’t need your help,” she snapped, but her voice wavered, betraying her flustered

right away, his grip firm yet gentle. “Oh, I know But

on her own, quickly stepping back and tightening her robe. “Next time, try knocking