The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 431

Maeve had never met anyone pettier than Byron. One teasing comment, and he'd punished her the whole night.

Erancia's moon at four in the morning was bright and round.

Later, Byron carried Maeve back to bed, wrapped her in his arms, and rested his chin on her freshly dried hair, closing his eyes in contentment,

Exhausted, Maeve lay still, too tired to even move her fingers. Sleepily, she asked, "So, when are you leaving?"

There was no way he could stay here forever. Her body, especially her waist, couldn't keep up with him.

Maeve wasn't sure where Byron found the energy. He worked long days, yet still managed to keep her up all night.

"Why? Want me to leave?" Byron's voice was a low rasp, laced with lingering desire, and it made her heart skip.

Maeve had already been swept away by his charm far too many times that night. He'd only seemed to grow more intense since they'd cleared the air between them last time, especially in certain ways.

Maeve shrank back. "No, I was just curious about your sudden visit. What about work back home?"

Byron pulled her closer, his voice soft. "The company won't fall apart if I take some time off. The Mcdaniel Group is becoming more international, so I'll be traveling more. I came out a bit early this time, just to check in."

There were still loose ends. Business espionage didn't end just because one spy was caught. If there was one mole, there were likely more.

Maeve listened quietly before asking, "So, where do you get all this energy?"

"Hm?"

"Aren't you tired?"

some 'petty' woman doesn't think I'm only here to keep her company in bed." Mãeve squirmed at

he should've just left her alone instead of

fell asleep quickly, drifting into a deep, dreamless rest. Despite the late

kids to his office again, just as he had the day before. Though the kids preferred

picturing her two little ones giving her puppy-dog eyes as she left. It was good for them to spend time with their father. Relationships needed nurturing, especially between Byron

she heard faint laughter from inside and paused

conversation.

Richard yesterday? Please! Just another gold-digger using her looks to get ahead." "Sandy, isn't that a bit harsh?

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one woman said,

you speak," one woman

other. Trashing her without proof just makes you look bad, not her,

who were

face reddened with anger as she prepared a retort, until the door

slapped Sandy across the face. Sandy's face swelled and her hair was a

fell silent, everyone frozen

clutched her swollen