The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 544 Chapter 544

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Maeve's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes burned with the sting of unshed tears. "Nobody is fighting with you! You were the one who said all that nonsense. You slept with another woman and still have the nerve to say you want to try things with

mne...

Byron's voice was hoarse as he replied, "It's my fault. I allowed them to take advantage." He stopped short of saying what had been on his mind, he had thought the woman that night was her

That felt like an insult to Macve.

"Also, you might have misunderstood me," Byron added.

Maeve stared at him, her eyes reddened with confusion. "What misunderstanding?"

Byron's voice dropped, tinged with a hint of mockery, as he tilted his head, his lips brushing near her ear. He spoke each word slowly, deliberately. "If I didn't care about you, do you think I'd go to all that effort to lick you like I do?" Lick...

The word "lick" hit the air between them, thickening the tension.

Maeve's face flushed crimson, her ears burning as she nearly stumbled backward, but Byron caught her in his arms.

Her pulse raced as she felt the warmth from the sink below her, wishing she could escape the moment.

"Maeve," Byron whispered, his voice a low murmur. "You're the only one who makes me do this, serve you like I do." He tilted his head, studying her trembling lashes as he continued, "You think I don't like you enough? Emust not have worked hard enough to make you believe otherwise."

"Shut up!" Maeve snapped, pressing her palm over his mouth. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and her face burned with a mix of embarrassment and anger. "I didn't ask you to lick me!"

Byron shifted, pulling back slightly, his brow arched in a challenge. "I want to. Is that a problem?"

Maeve could feel her thoughts unravel.

Her instinct was to leave, to block him out of her life for good.

How did their conversation, meant to be serious, suddenly turn into this?

Maeve frowned, her cheeks flushed. "That doesn't prove anything. It just means you're more into... that kind of thing. Otherwise, you wouldn't..." Her words trailed off, doubt creeping into her gaze. "Did you sleep with Molly because you were drugged?"

narrowed, his expression unreadable. "You

more she thought, the more the edges of doubt

shift in her, his eyes darkening slightly as he dropped his gaze. "The

gqne."

it to you," he added

you prove that?"

forward, effortlessly lifting her from

toward the door.

they left. the door to the bathroom next door creaked open. Molly stood there, watching them leave with a

hour later, Marve was caught completely off guard when Byron led her to

expected him to take her

placed a bag on the table, bowing slightly. "Sir I've got what you wanted.

go." Byron said,

glancing at him. "He just... called you

"Yes, and?"

owner Bonnie had mentioned, the one whose mere profile was enough to send hearts racing? It's him?" Byron nodded slightly. "Yes, I own this bar. I opened it while in university and

'University... Maeve pondered.

recalled Molly's words about helping him through his early days of starting the business. This

feeling in her chest, she

"Aphrodisiac," Byron replied calmly.

like that?" Maeve asked, her voice tinged with

she could say more, Byron pulled her into his arms, his hand gripping her wrist

Byron's kiss. Her mind went blank, a swirl of questions, and by the time she realized what was happening, she instinctively pushed

hands, his voice a husky whisper. "Do you feel it now?" Maeve couldn't deny it, the

body betraying her as

"Byron!" she gasped.

and he immediately reacts. Is he

with one hand, making her meet his gaze, his dark eyes deep like an endless ocean. "Don't

lightly, his voice taking on a teasing, seductive tone. "Maeve, how about

bet?" she echoed, still

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