Master of his heart

Chapter 109

[Mr. Dorsey, can we do this later?] Brielle sent the message just as she stepped into the restaurant.

Kenzo was sitting in a corner, his pale fingertips resting lightly on the glass tabletop, almost dazzling in their whiteness.

Brielle had always known that Kenzo was a man of great poise. Back at Beaconsfield College, there was a daily queue of admirers eager to confess their feelings to him, but Kenzo always gently turned them down.

He was different from Max. Max seemed unapproachable, so distant that closeness felt like a luxury.

Kenzo, on the other hand, felt close, so close you thought you could reach out and touch him. Yet, he was like warm water flowing through your fingers, moving on without pause, leaving only the memory of heat on your skin.

“Sorry for the sudden invite, Kenzo. Did I mess up your plans?” she asked as she approached.

Kenzo looked up, smiling warmly, “Being invited by you is an honor.”

He stood up to pull out a chair for her, then gentlemanly handed her the menu. “Choose whatever you like.”

Brielle pushed the menu back to him, “Kenzo, you order. I’m not picky.”

a rich

are you planning to write another script this year?”

catapulted straight to A–list status, thanks in

less than Max’s in the

craft a mystery this time,

hands clasped in front of him, the picture of ease. “You probably

steak for herself, “I’ve seen your drama series from last year. It

haven’t changed a

was graduating and Kenzo had returned

getting locked in. It was during one of those late nights that

him, as Kenzo looked up, key

closing time, but with the downpour, she had no choice but to wait for the rain to ease.

the rain. I need to do some research, might be here all

suited Brielle just fine.

Kenzo knew her

a juice, “I have changed,

same.”

other plans today? Want to visit the set after

remembered the text from Max. Right on cue, her phone

prepare some documents. I have

Max is really squeezing