The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 314

Maeve's cheeks were burning. Her blood felt like molten lava flowing through her veins, heating her to a flushed crimson.

She tried to turn away in discomfort, but Byron's hand firmly held her waist. His body pressed down on hers. Her back sank into the soft sofa, and she could not retreat.

His heated kisses rained down on her neck and shoulders, moving slowly along her collarbone, each one carrying a possessive intent.

Maeve frowned, her delicate fingers gripping his sleeve so hard that the fabric creased. Her voice came out muffled. "That's enough... I still need to go back in a bit..." Byron exhaled lowly in her ear, chuckling lightly at her words. "You got me worked up like this, and you still plan to leave tonight? No way."

Maeve found herself lifted off the couch and carried towards the master bedroom. Byron's leg hooked the door shut behind them as he strode to the bed, placing her down gently. The kisses came again, this time with an intensity that mirrored the storm outside.

"Don't take what Jason said to heart." Byron's voice was husky as he murmured into her ear, kissing her soft and sensitive earlobe. "He only said that to get under my skin."

He assumed Maeve's unease came from what Jason had said, and his tone carried a hint of reassurance.

Maeve remained silent, biting down lightly on the firm curve of his throat in response.

Byron tensed slightly. He gazed at her intensely. His lips found the tender spot on her neck, teasing it gently but unmistakably.

Maeve shivered, trying to wriggle out from beneath him as she asked hesitantly, "What if I ended up with someone else? What would

you

do?" His

s narrowed. "I don't know. Why don't you try it?"

Though his words sounded casual, the dangerous edge in his tone made her heart race with unease. Her eyes darted away.

Byron held her chin, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. "If you still have time to think about that while in my arms, then I must have been too gentle with you." Maeve whimpered helplessly, and before she could

kiss.

ead for mercy, her remaining words were stopped by the heat of his

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Byron drove the two little ones to their preschool and then

out

together? I can have

far, Maeve nodded. "Sure. I'll walk over myself. No

small nod and handed her his access pass, allowing her to take

at noon." Maeve waved at him as she got out of the

on her

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she wished it could. Taking a deep

past few days, she had

the detention center, and

many questions

Maeve decided to

days, Valda seemed to have aged significantly. Dressed in the drab gray uniform of the detention center, she looked

saw Maeve, her lifeless eyes lit up with hope. Gripping the bars tightly, she called out desperately, "Maeve, my dear daughter. I raised you all these years. You called me 'Mom' for so long, you wouldn't

to them the moment she discovered she had been stolen from her real parents. Yet hearing

only acknowledged as your daughter when you needed money or found me useful. I used to wonder why, feeling both hurt and angry. Was it because I was a girl that I deserved treatment, your beatings?" Maeve let out a short

anger, her face reddening. "If we hadn't taken you, you'd be dead by now! Your real parents wouldn't have been able to protect

know you're not

from somewhere else and had crossed the wrong

sank

involved with the criminal

what could have happened to them after they were taken

they looked like?" Maeve asked, her voice barely

fragile. Your father.., tall, built, with a scar on his face. Not someone to mess with." These vague descriptions provided no concrete details, making nearly impossible to track them down. And besides, they

Even if her birth parents weren't "good" people, she still wanted to meet

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