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.”

didn’t insist. He ordered unagi eel glazed in a rich sauce and a foie

you planning to write

career. Some were catapulted straight to A–list status, thanks in no small part to

than Max’s

mystery this time, so I

him, the picture of ease. “You probably don’t have time for TV, right? You’ve been

steak for herself, “I’ve seen your drama

you haven’t changed a bit.”

College when Brielle was graduating and Kenzo had returned to teach for a month.

long hours in the library, often nearly getting locked in. It was during one of those late nights that Kenzo appeared, umbrella in hand, walking through the gentle rain.

looked

way beyond closing time, but with the downpour, she had no choice but to wait for the rain to

the rain. I

Brielle

graduated with honors, her thesis showcased on the university website. Kenzo knew her as diligent, earnest, and clear–headed. And she was

have changed, actually. It’s you who’s the

same.”

“Any other plans today? Want to visit the set after we’re

then she remembered the text from Max. Right on cue, her phone pinged with a new message. She

me to prepare some documents. I have to go

Max is really