Master of his heart

Chapter 358

Chapter 358

“No? Really?”

Max echoed the words, but with a different inflection that carried a tinge of amusement.

“Yeah.”

The next moment, he chuckled softly, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder while maintaining their close embrace. His hair brushed against Brielle’s cheek, making her feel as if her heart had melted into a warm puddle.

In the past, she would have found it hard to imagine Max being so affectionate with a woman. Even during their few lovemakings, he had always been in absolute control, perhaps indulgent at times but never as tender as he was now.

Sitting in his arms with her cheeks flushing, Brielle gazed out at the snowflakes dancing in the air and thought to herself, “This must be what being together feels like.”

The thought of being with Max filled her with an indescribable sweetness.

out of Max’s embrace, and she

Brielle’s wrist, his eyes betraying a flash of surprise. “Mr. Dorsey, Ms. Brielle, I’ve ordered breakfast. It should arrive

elite, the beads were synonymous with Max, and his austere demeanor earned him the nickname “The Priest.” Her fingers lightly traced the beads as a

of satisfaction. Perhaps admitting his fondness for Brielle had torn down some psychological barrier because now, he thought she was perfect from

was certain about one thing – Brielle was different, and

was somewhat superfluous at the moment, discreetly

with an array of exquisite dishes. Wearing pristine white gloves, the server carefully laid the dishes out on the table.

Brielle’s hunger had

breakfast of oatmeal, a boiled egg, and a side

Chapter 358

Brielle finally set her spoon down, Max frowned slightly, concerned she hadn’t eaten

of his face, she still felt a thrill

rare blossom, cold and translucent. Suddenly, the image of his expression shifting from icy detachment to fiercely possessive as he gripped her waist flashed in her mind. It was the look of

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