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.

the door drew Brielle out of Max’s embrace,

and immediately noticed the black beads around Brielle’s wrist, his eyes betraying a flash of surprise. “Mr. Dorsey, Ms. Brielle, I’ve ordered breakfast.

meant to Max. To everyone in the Beaconsfield elite, the beads were synonymous with

had torn down some psychological barrier because now, he thought she was perfect from head to toe, including every strand of her hair.

fully understand that this was what liking someone felt like, he was certain about one thing – Brielle was different,

somewhat superfluous at the moment, discreetly made his

an array of exquisite dishes. Wearing pristine white gloves, the server carefully laid the

night, Brielle’s hunger had returned

egg, and a side of vegetable salad. She was a picky eater and left the carrots untouched in her

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Brielle took, Max cataloged her preferences. When Brielle finally set her spoon down, Max

gaze, and despite the familiarity of his face, she still felt a

image of his expression shifting from icy detachment to fiercely possessive as

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