Master of his heart

Chapter 98

Andrew’s world seemed to momentarily shatter as he took a deep drag of his cigarette, annoyance edging his voice, “Max, you’re just gonna let her reel you in like that?”

Brielle gasped for air, freed from his grip. It wasn’t her seducing Max at this point; he had been the one to lean in for the kiss.

Talk about a misunderstanding.

Max’s fingers grazed her cheek as he reached for his phone. As he was about to speak, Brielle’s lips silenced him again. If Andrew was accusing her of seduction, she might as well own up to it.

When the kiss finally broke, she noticed the call was still connected and curiously asked, “Mr. Clements, you haven’t hung up yet??”

Andrew was lighting his third cigarette, snorting coldly, “I just wanted to see how shameless you could be.”

Brielle’s lips twitched, finding humor in the situation. Was this tarnishing Max’s reputation?

the phone, “I had no intention of performing for anyone over the phone, Mr. Clements. Perhaps you should focus on how you’ll follow

flashed in Andrew’s eyes as he growled, “Nobody

had barely faded when Max intervened, “Stop scaring her

unintentionally dampening his imposing aura, but quickly got irritated again, “Fine, I’m not scaring her. She

felt her ears burn. Max’s sudden interjection had left

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d detached, as if the intimate moment held no

His prevca was bindig like the sun’s rays, intense and overpowering. He confined be made her greedy for more. His gaze was chilly, but to her, de les fore

voice continued in the background, but Brielle couldnt make out his

was still were in her grip, her inner turmoil raging

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fingers, cool to the touch, plucked the phone from her heated calm Brielle felt as

control, eager one second and indifferent the next, as if he could walk away at any moment,