The Heir's Secret Bride

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"Ow!" Maeve winced as her lower lip was bitten, the pain forcing her to open her mouth.

She thought, 'One mistake leads to another."

Her heart skipped a beat. She wanted to push Byron away, but she was afraid any sudden movement would give away their hiding spot.

To make matters worse, he had been holding her tightly from the start, leaving her.

room to

escape.

Maeve was both embarrassed and frustrated, her grip on his sleeve tightening with each passing second.

She thought about biting him to snap him out of it, but every time she tried, she found herself at a disadvantage.

Byron, still holding her in his arms, shifted slightly and pressed her down onto the flowerbed. His lips barely parted from hers before returning with a deep, intense kiss, as if he was channeling all his pent-up frustration into it. His lips were cool, but every move he made felt like a wildfire, leaving Maeve completely at a loss. Her body, chilled by the night breeze, suddenly felt like it was on fire.

"Mr. Mcdaniel. Maeve finally managed to find a moment to catch her breath. She pushed against his shoulder, her face flushed as she gritted her teeth, "How long are you planning to keep kissing me?"

She thought, 'Why does this man always start kissing me out of nowhere?'

"Weren't you the one who started it?" Byron noticed the glisten at the corner of her lips, pressing his thumb against it and gently rubbing. "What's wrong with me kissing you back?" Maeve slapped his hand away, stumbling over her words, "I-I didn't mean to..."

"Did you 'accidentally' kiss me too?" Byron smirked. "Too many lies ruin the fun. Why not just be honest?" Maeve's mind buzzed. She thought, "I am telling the truth, but why does his tone make it sound like I am the one taking advantage of him? Clearly, he is the one being more outrageous! "I told There's s es someone

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there!" The group that hadn't left yet heard Maeve's voice and immediately started closing in on them. "Let's go." Byron's brow furrowed slightly as he grabbed Maeve's hand and led her deeper into the alley. Back at the apartment, they finally managed to lose their pursuers.

still felt uneasy about what had just happened and wanted

turned around, she noticed Byron's face had gone unusually pale, with beads of

hurriedly, rushing to grab the first aid kit and tend to his

been recovering well, and the intense activity hadn't caused his wound to reopen. Aside

can't believe I forgot you're not supposed to do anything strenuous right now," Maeve said apologetically as she changed his bandage. "I'm sorry

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grew somber, and she handled him with

Do I seem that fragile

her gaze,

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lifting her chin, his gaze deep. "Even if we did something more strenuous than

you shouldn't exert yourself right now. You need to let your wound heal completely," Maeve replied seriously, meeting his

to himself "Talking to you is like talking to a brick

hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back. She thought, I am only trying to

sent by my ex-boyfriend to come after me. I'm really sorry you got dragged into this." They

Byron buttoned up his

calmly, "It wasn't your fault,

of me...

got caught up in

your ex-boyfriend, how about making me some pasta?" Byron interrupted. "I haven't

Maeve

easing a little as a small smile tugged at her

afternoon to thank you for letting me stay here, but when you didn't come back, I put half of

that, she got up and headed to

did Byron have a moment to

hanging chair by the floor-to-ceiling window was probably something Maeve had bought. Next to it was a small cream-colored cabinet stuffed with snacks. Not only that, but there was also a half-eaten bag of chips left on the glass table. Byron pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking, "This

packages she had ordered online were delivered to Pinehurst Apartments, Maeve had no choice

them.

since it was daytime, she didn't run into the people sent by Jeff

apartment, and they almost formed