Master of his heart

Chapter 452

Time and space seemed to slow to a hush.

Outside the window, starlight sprinkled down, and the night breeze threading through the office. seemed to move more gently.

Brielle was supremely uncomfortable. If she had known he would just stand there like some kind of guardian statue behind her when he entered the room, she wouldn’t have pretended not to notice him. Now, if she initiated a conversation, he would definitely realize she had been. intentionally ignoring him.

The sensation of ants crawling under her skin was unbearable, partly because he was her boyfriend and partly because he was her high–powered boss. Being silently scrutinized by him like this doubled the pressure.

What on earth did he want?

Brielle squirmed in her seat.

Max just watched her as she tapped out a string of gibberish, yet maintained an air of seriousness. He observed her fingers tremble as if she was about to give up. He sighed, approaching slowly, and leaned in to wrap his arms around her from behind.

“Brielle, what’s on your mind?”

Max wasn’t adept, it was definitely understanding

body was immediately enveloped by a warmth that was neither sharp nor accusatory, but like a gentle spring breeze blowing across a pond,

as she looked up to see her computer screen filled with a

pursed her lips, realizing that all her pretense was futile in front of him; she couldn’t hide

“I was thinking, it can’t be a TV show that’s got you upset. If it really is that, I

cheer her up, though his way of consoling was so dominantly CEO–like, and had many points of criticism.

it amusing. The tears that had threatened

scripts were worth millions, and top directors couldn’t even secure a meeting with him. Yet here, Max was willing to use one to placate a woman. If Kenzo knew, even someone as

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she nodded, Max would be

now. But it was because of that child. The thought alone made every teaches, and even his tender breath felt like knives tormenting her

physically close, yet their souls drifted further and further sou

so he tilted his head and kissed her hul monog com to her earlobe. He forcefully

heart raced in this quiet, forbidden moment, where every hint of intravas magnified a hundredfold, a thousandfold. If

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stopping. When she tried to escape, he turned her

me, why are you

never been so disregarded in all his years at the top. His heart had felt tingled

wasn’t because of him, but what if