The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 547

Chapter 547

Chapter 547

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After the kiss, Maeve could feel the heat radiating off Byron even more intensely. Bryon's breath was a searing breeze, like a gust of summer wind that could scorch the skin with its heat. She even wondered if that glass of wine was testing him, or torturing her.

Byron's hot lips traced her earlobe, and after the kiss, his voice came out like a flame licking at her skin. "Admit defeat now, and I'll show you just how much I can endure with you." Maeve's throat was dry from the way he nuzzled her, and she nearly choked on his words.

She wondered, "He still remembers the bet at this point?'

"No." She replied decisively. "Why would I give up when I'm in a position to win? You'd better hold it together. If you can't, it just means you're completely lost in lust."

Byron fell silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his words seemed to be forced through clenched teeth. "So you think I'll lose?"

Maeve blinked, the realization dawning on her. If she won and he lost... that meant he wouldn't be able to hold on until the effects of the drug wore off, right?

What was the difference between this and her openly inviting him to Netflix and chill?

Her neck tingled, and suddenly her confidence faltered. "No, I believe you'll win. You just need to trust yourself." Byron's tone turned cold. "You'd better start praying my tolerance holds out longer than the medicine."

Maeve didn't say another word. She curled into the blanket, feeling the heat building between them. She didn't even complain about how hot it was anymore.

But this kind of close embrace... it didn't feel pleasant. Especially since Byron wasn't just holding her; he was fighting to contain his growing desire, even through the thin blanket between them.

Several times, Maeve felt his control slipping. Her heart trembled, but he never lifted the blanket to act on it.

Maeve thought, 'This man is ruthless with others, but even more so with himself.

Maeve finally saw it for herself.

Maybe it was the years of restraint before, the way he'd been holding himself back, that caused everything to come crashing down now. Desire surged within him like an unquenchable wildfire, always hungry, consuming everything in its path, never satisfied, never resting. His desire stretched out before her like an endless abyss, deep and uncharted.

And yet, Byron clung to her, refusing to let go, even when he was clearly reaching his limit. She didn't understand it.

Maeve stood in front of Bryon, her presence so magnetic that he had to summon every from crossing the line between desire and restraint.

ounce

to

the meat bun

was serious about

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confusion. Was he really holding out just to make her believe he'd been drugged,

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the air, a constant rhyth, and Maeve felt like her insides were being set on

heavy, and she found herself growing drowsy, despite the

and she was jolted awake

drug's effects had worn off. Byron's eyes were closed, his breath even. But there was a patch of crimson staining the middle of his pale

like something

she gently parted his lips, seeing the bloodied inside. It was clear now

what one couldn't do, but

back their desires, fighting

but be

come to terms with what

the first time, she believed

it made her feel

thin layer of Theo's powder to the inside

lying in bed, still exuding an undeniable presence even in sleep. She turned and

mishap, she locked the door behind her, ensuring it

been planning to report on the employee's failure,

go

for now.

quietly disappeared

with Gilbert, saying she would be off on a vacation.

wallet, or suitcase. She only carried her

she left no trace behind

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