Master of his heart

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Max Dorsey never imagined he’d wake up under a woman in a woman’s bed. Brielle snagged his collar and planted a wet kiss on his neck, ensuring she left a telling mark before releasing him.

“Morning, Uncle Max.”

After the greeting, she leaned in for a passionate good morning kiss on his lips.

Max’s hair was a tousled mess, his hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled, his hand playfully squeezing her neck. “Brielle, you’re quite bold.”

Taking him for a ride, she certainly was bold.

His grip tightened.

Brielle’s face turned a deep shade of red as she flashed him a charming, breathless smile, “Life is too short, better make every moment count, right?”

Max paused, a frosty glint in his eyes as he let her go and reached for his clothes.

where are you off to

attractive. Even a casual glance sent shivers down one’s spine. “Off to pick out a plot for you in the cemetery. Do you prefer a sunrise or

pupils dilated, and she looked away sheepishly,

a black rosary bracelet giving him an otherworldly air. He was the Dorsey

smile in his eyes. His wrist bones were tense,

It looks like you want to preserve my whole body. Should I say thank

I

had never encountered such an audacious woman. A few specks of ruthlessness surged in his eyes. His long finger lifted, tilting her

stunning in Beaconsfield. Describing her as breathtaking wouldn’t be an exaggeration, but she was vain, pretentious, and

want to remain

you are

delicate and

grew firmer.

made her tense up. He wasn’t flirting: he was appraising

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