Chapter 90

Brielle shook her head, tears cascading down her cheeks with increased fervor. In the hours that followed, it seemed he tortured her on purpose.

“Have you done this position with him?”

“Could he make you cry like this?”

“If we’re comparing, we should do it position by position. Did you do it in the bathroom too?”

Brielle felt like she was losing her mind, torn between humiliation and the primal stirrings within her body. She never should have taunted a man in bed.

“Uncle Max, I’m so sorry.”

Her cheeks were slick with sweat as she pitifully clutched at his sleeve.

the bed, but his shirt remained on–though it was a rumpled

from their encounter.

how he was in bed, a stark contrast to

like a dazzlingly colorful poison butterfly, an entangling siren, a being

regretted her actions so deeply it hurt, and after many

the man to a

with a chuckle, “Is that all you’ve got?” His voice was raspy with a hint of

a few words he could make one long to live for

was filled

the thug who started the fight, he was sentenced, and the so–called trade secrets? Andrew had said he

her face beaming with relief. “Andrew, don’t worry, I’ll definitely put in a good word for you

cared for Tessa–whatever Tessa wanted, Andrew would

he still had to follow through on his promise to Brielle. “Get in touch with Emily

respect, and he had to do the same for

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