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!

each one a damning reminder of the

are you staring

if he was trying not

there a way to remove all the kiss marks? She blinked when she realized that he was

of his neck, brushing over the marks. “A little,” he admitted, his lips curving upward. “But

shorter! “Why are you acting like this is some grand event? Aren’t we married?” The words left her mouth before she could stop them, and regret hit her instantly. She looked away, cursing herself for

and tugged her closer. The sudden movement pulled her off balance. She landed against him, her chest brushing his. She froze

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.

lips curved again, and he gestured to their disheveled state. “This is exactly what married

“You’re right,” she said, trying to push him off her. “I was just

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Liam said, catching her wrist again and pinning it beside her head. “I like the

against her ribs as she stared up at him, caught between outrage and something she didn’t want to name. His eyes flicked to her lips for the briefest moment before he leaned in, his mouth brushing against hers in a way that made her toes

mean anything,” she managed to say, her

enough to look at her, his smirk firmly in place. “Of course not,” he murmured. Then he kissed her again, this

a spark ignited inside her as the kiss deepened, stealing the breath from her lungs. When he finally pulled back, she was left dazed, staring