Master of his heart

Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Brielle couldn’t resist. She stealthily lifted her hand and gently ran her fingers through his hair. His strands were slightly coarse, a bit prickly to the touch, and the coolness slithered from her fingertips like a serpent, unhesitatingly burrowing into her heart.

A man’s head, a woman’s waist – they were territories marked for intimacy.

A softness crept into Brielle’s eyes, and she greedily lingered a few more seconds than she should have, caressing his hair. She whispered his name in her heart, and with a subtle sigh, she drew her hand back.

The afternoon sun was warm, casting a golden glow throughout the room.

Their breathing slowed, both lulled by the tranquility. Brielle had pulled an all–nighter just the evening before, and after a visit to the orphanage, drowsiness was claiming her. Her eyelids fluttered shut, instinctively nuzzling closer to Max.

Dark circles barely shadowed her eyes as Max glanced at her, reaching for a throw blanket nearby. If someone had told him that he’d end up lying in the office break room with a woman, he would’ve scoffed at the absurdity. The office was for work, the break room a place for him to recharge in private, strictly off–limits to others. But now, a simple tilt of his head brought Brielle’s face into view.

couldn’t quite pinpoint his feelings

was smart, but would

the unfamiliar ceiling, taking a moment to remember she was in Max’s private room.

listening for any signs of activity outside. If she ran into the executives in a meeting with Max, it would be like being caught red–handed, impossible to explain away, even though their relationship was already muddled as

only to lock eyes with Tiffanie, who sat on the couch with a

of shock and disbelief.

room?”

cleanliness in certain areas, especially in the office,

bending down to pick up the lollipop and tossing it

“Tiffanie,

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