Master of his heart

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Max lowered his head towards the laptop, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the keys. Even in the confines of a luxury car, he was still engaged in a video conference with the executives back home.

Noticing Brielle’s movement, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he whispered, “Quiet down, will you?”

He had already muted the microphone on his end. He could hear the corporate bigwigs’ reports, but they couldn’t catch a peep from his side.

Brielle’s heart felt like it had been struck by something, regretting her impulsiveness. She tried to stealthily withdraw her hand, but he caught it and pressed it against the leather

seat.

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There was warmth on one side, coolness on the other this extreme intimacy brewing in the dim light. Her remaining rationale was nearly exhausted.

propped her head up with one hand and pretended to

scene unfold, was incredibly peeved, his brow furrowing enough to crush a fly. After a moment, his face

video meeting with her antics, it was clear

private.

I probably wouldn’t have ended up

for the first time, his face cycling through

Max hadn’t said a

stifled. “Max, how about we hit up

and surely

by floor-to-ceiling windows, one could look down and trample the city’s glitz underfoot. If it were a snowy winter’s night, the view was even more breathtaking. The

infamy in the North American elite circles stemmed from the thrill-seeking

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