The Heir's Secret Bride

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Chapter 539

Chapter 539

"Maeve, have I offended you recently?" Byron asked.

"Huh?" Maeve acted innocent.

Byron slowly narrowed his dark eyes. "You didn't let me kiss you just now, and now you're not letting me hug you. Is this what you want me to do to you?"

Maeve paused for two seconds. When she realized the erotic trap in his words, her face immediately flushed red, and her clear eyes were filled with embarrassment.

'How could he say that!' Maeve rolled her eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? When did we agree on this?" She had only changed the word, but the entire meaning had changed.

Byron looked at her small red earlobe with slight satisfaction. He pinched it with his fingertips and played with it. He said slowly, "Then tell me, why did you avoid intimate contact with me for the past two days?"

Maeve was silent for a moment. Unable to tell the truth, she could only spout nonsense. "Have you not thought about how long it will take me to recover according to your needs and the strength of each time you do it?" "How can you blame me?" Byron drawled lazily. "You're too delicious. I can't control myself."

'Cannibalism is against the law, bastard!' Maeve shouted inside her heart.

Maeve was so angry that she turned around and refused to talk to him.

However, Byron did not let her off He was not someone who would go along with others' personalities. On the contrary, sometimes, the more she resisted, the more excited he became.

For example, at that moment, Maeve was only distracted for a moment before he was snuck into her clothes.

Maeve wanted to bite him. She glared at him in embarrassment and anger. "What are you doing? Why are you touching me when we're talking nicely?"

"You don't look like you want to talk to me properly, so I have no choice but to do it." Byron's palm closed slightly, forming a bulging outline under the material of her thin shirt.

When Maeve felt Byron's hands under her shirt, Maeve's throat felt a little dry, and her body twisted uncomfortably.

Just when she thought Byron would make other moves, he stopped.

turned around to look at

be more serious. If his arm weren't tangled in Maeve's clothing, his expression might be more convincing. Maeve gritted her teeth and could not help but scold him. "Take your hand

me,

quickly pressed down on the arm that he had left outside. "Don't, I'll tell

""Yes?" Byron replied.

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ignore his strong presence. Did Aeolian

in my pocket. Help yourself." Byron let Maeve

the end, when she moved, it was as if she took the initiative to rub against his palm. She almost panted softly. She

that Byron's eyes behind her gradually

pair of soft little hands kept touching his thigh. Although unintentional, it had stirred up a fire that surged toward his lower

chin was pressed against Maeve's shoulder. It was more

he hugged her to relieve his fatigue

his hands were not that

she finally pulled the phone out of his pocket. She inadvertently glanced to the side and her mind went blank for a

against his chin like an angry little beast. "Can't you think of something healthy in your head? Aren't you

in my arms. If

more forward. "You're

one hand and pulled her tightly into his

felt like

be held by him. Byron had to flatten and mold Maeve, pulling out the shape he wanted like clay. She wanted to ignore him, but the stacked waves were so fierce that it was difficult

Today, She would not.

Molly, she tried to control herself at that kind

put down his phone, and kicked off her

holding her slender arm kept exerting strength, and the corners of his long and narrow

Maeve said vaguely. She opened her red lips and bit his

across it.

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