Master of his heart

Chapter 90

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.

jacket lay discarded at the foot of the bed, but his shirt remained on–though it

from their encounter.

was in bed, a stark contrast to The Priest. When

entangling siren, a being one should rightly fear and revere, yet irresistibly

after many sweet nothings and tears,

man to

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

few words he could make one long to live

was filled with

thanks to Andrew’s intervention, Sophia was quickly released. As for the thug who started the fight, he was sentenced, and the so–called trade secrets? Andrew had said

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

for Tessa–whatever

in touch with Emily from the Hatfield family. I want you two to personally apologize to Brielle, and don’t you dare half–ass

and he had to do the same

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