Master of his heart

Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Max would never refuse. With a swift move, he scooped her up horizontally and carried her into the bedroom.

The apartment was decorated with a cozy touch, and a long, lingering ship’s horn echoed from outside the window. The diligent vendors had already begun to set up shop on the streets, and the savory scent of pancakes filled the city air.

Everything was so idyllic, but they both knew that the intimacy between them was nothing more than a sham, a shadow play of pretense.

Brielle closed her eyes, her rational mind advising her a thousand times over, but the pleasure seeping from her very bones was undeniable. Her cheeks were flushed with sweat, as if all acts of rebellion had blossomed into bewitching flowers of allure.

Max had control over her, and as he watched her sleeping face, he suddenly wondered what he would do if she had just said she wanted to end things. In that moment, the surging bitterness was undeniable. It was unclear whether it was a man’s pride at play or the inability to withstand being kicked to the curb.

“Brielle?” he called out.

She was too exhausted to move even a finger and responded with a groggy “Hmm?”

ends when I say it ends.”

idea what he was talking

turned over, squinting as the sunlight streamed in,

moment, it felt like she was still in a dream. She got up, still in her pajamas,

complexion changed, her lips trembled, and she ended up leaning against the wall, gasping for air. Just how long had Max kept her

it was the weekend. It was only Wednesday, and he, being a workaholic, should have been

Dorsey,” she called out, then sat down on a single–seater sofa. “I’m taking the day off. Occupational hazard.”

reason for the ‘hazard‘ was something he was well

“Mhm.”

didn’t look up, flipping through the documents in his hand, probably delivered by Patrick earlier

17:02

also sore, and just as she reached up to

his documents, engrossed, unbothered by

upon seeing Aubree, she pressed her lips together, guiltily touching her neck. She went back to the bedroom to change into

unusually anxious, her gaze shifting past Brielle to the man on the sofa, her expression turning complex. Brielle also

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