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.

Max’s embrace, and she settled herself on

beads around Brielle’s wrist, his eyes betraying a flash of surprise. “Mr. Dorsey, Ms.

meant to Max. To everyone in the Beaconsfield 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 smile

his fondness for Brielle had torn down some psychological barrier

someone felt like, he was certain about one thing – Brielle

sensing he was somewhat superfluous at the

to his word, ten minutes later, a server wheeled in a cart laden with an array of exquisite dishes. Wearing pristine white gloves, the

Brielle’s hunger had returned with

oatmeal, a boiled egg, and a side of vegetable

Chapter 358

finally set her spoon down, Max

his face, she still

was akin to a 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 a dangerously alluring flower, and

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