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?"

expression unreadable. "You

hesitated at first, but the more she thought, the more the edges of doubt started to

saw the shift in her, his eyes darkening slightly as he

gqne."

to

you prove that?" Maeve

Instead, he stepped forward, effortlessly lifting her from the sink and taking her hand as

toward the door.

the bathroom next door creaked open. Molly stood there, watching them leave

off guard

expected him to take

a bag on the table, bowing slightly. "Sir I've got

go." Byron

him. "He

"Yes, and?"

"Are you... the mysterious owner of Starlight Pub?" She wondered, "The same 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 hired someone to run it. I drop

'University... Maeve pondered.

recalled Molly's words about helping him through his early days

in her chest, she

"Aphrodisiac," Byron replied calmly.

that?" Maeve asked, her

her into his arms, his hand gripping her

guard by Byron's kiss. Her mind went blank, a swirl

enough to catch one of her hands, his voice a husky whisper. "Do you feel it now?" Maeve couldn't deny it, the electric heat

her body betraying her as she tried to pull her hand away, but he held her

"Byron!" she gasped.

kiss and he immediately reacts. Is

hand, making her meet his gaze, his dark eyes deep like an endless ocean. "Don't underestimate the effect you have on me." Maeve bit her lip, frustrated. "What do you want from

chuckled lightly, his voice taking on a teasing, seductive

echoed,

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