Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 84

Chapter 84

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Izzy’s eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light streaming through the curtains. The warmth of the sheets clung to her, along with a disconcerting heaviness on her side. For a moment, her mind lagged, the blurry events of the previous night refusing to align.

And then, reality hit her like a freight train.

She bolted upright, clutching the sheets to her chest. Her movement stirred Liam, who lay beside her, his arm still draped across her waist. He let out a soft groan, his brows furrowing slightly before his eyes opened.

Izzy’s face flushed crimson as she took in his disheveled hair and bare chest, the blankets pooling around his waist. She snapped her gaze away, pulling the sheets higher as if they could shield her from the awkwardness of the situation.

“What the hell happened last night?” she blurted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Liam propped himself up on one elbow, his expression unreadable. He blinked a few times, his dark eyes locking onto hers. “You don’t remember?” he asked, his tone light, almost teasing.

Izzy’s stomach twisted. “I” She pressed a hand to her forehead the fragmented memories from the night before swirling in her mind like pieces of a broken mirror. She remembered the tension, the kiss, and the way things spiraled out of control. “Of course, I remember.”

She pursed her lips as she turned her attention towards him. For a few seconds, she took in his appearance. But what really caught her attention was the countless kiss marks on his neck!

damning reminder of the night she was trying to piece together. Her heart sank further into her stomach

are you staring at?”

he

snapped to his face, her cheeks flushing deeper. “You look ridiculous,” she muttered, yanking the sheets tighter around her. Is there a way to remove all the kiss marks? She blinked when she realized that he

sat up fully, leaning back against the headboard. His hand lazily rubbed the back of his neck, brushing over the marks. “A little,” he admitted, his lips curving upward. “But only because you seem

brows furrowed. “Satisfied? You make it sound like-” She cut herself off as This man is really going to make her life shorter! “Why are you acting like this is some grand event? Aren’t we married?” The words left her mouth before she could stop

off balance. She landed against him, her chest brushing his. She froze as he shifted, moving over

down at her, his face mere inches from hers. The smugness in his expression was infuriating. But then the memories of the night before once again filled her head. Again, her face felt so hot, as

he said. “We’re married. And this” His lips curved again, and he gestured to

trying to push him off

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pinning it beside her head. “I like the way your mind

up at him, caught between outrage and something she didn’t want to name. His eyes flicked to

anything,” she managed to say, her voice steady despite

he murmured. Then he kissed her again, this time with more intent.

instinctively. Almost instantly, a spark ignited inside