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voked by her one too many times-did she think he was that easy to push around? He grasped Maeve's cheeks, forcing her to release her tight-lipped defiance, and then leaned in to claim her lips with a kiss. Maeve heaved a breath. Her lips were bitten, and a trace of moisture glistened at the corners of her eyes. In this position, she was clearly at a disadvantage.

Standing 6 feet 4 inches, Byron towered over her, making her look delicate. His entire frame almost completely overshadowed hers, forcing her to tilt her head and endure his fierce, stom-like kiss. Even her attempts to push him away seemed feeble and powerless. The two of them were far too familiar with each other's bodies. The intimacy they'd shared not long ago had been like a mere appetizer-enough to taste but not to satisfy. And this kiss was undeniably the spark to ignite a blaze. Just a touch, and it could set everything ablaze. Maeve angrily pounded on Byron's chest and kicked at him, but even as her hands ached from the effort, she couldn't push him away. Frustrated, she thought, 'Didn't he look down on me? Then what is he doing now? Men are all the same, indeed!

"Byron Mcdaniel, do you dare let your fiancée, Miss Anderson, know how you treat me?" Maeve said through gritted teeth, her voice laced with bitterness. "How can you justify this to her?

Byron's heated kiss lingered on the sensitive curve of her ear as he spoke in a low voice, "Isn't the thrill of an affair what makes it all the more exciting?"

Maeve was so stunned by his shamelessness that she was momentarily speechless, her face bright red. "Have you no shame? Who said I wanted to have an affair with you!" she retorted.

"Don't you have plenty of men already?" Byron sneered coldly. "What's the matter? It's fine to fool around with them, but not with me. Afraid I won't treat you well?"

Maeve shot back with a mocking smile, "Sorry, I'm a bit picky. Not just any man can catch my eye.

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frowned at him. "You think you can treat me this and then just let me go? Do you think I'm your toy?" She scoffed, she hadn't

then collapsing back onto the sofa. "Ah! My back hurts so much; you must have used too

a cold gaze. "If you're not leaving, are you planning

hesitated even for a moment, the ravenous wolf

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she looked at him, his sunglasses nearly covering his face.