Master of his heart

Chapter 473

Chapter 473

Michael had the power to throw her into that mess once: he could very well do it again. And if they found out she was MIA from her personal prison, who’s to say what he’d get up to next?

The Dorsey clan, the Barnes bunch, the Rowland gang they were all eyeing her like a pack of wolves circling their prey. Maybe, just maybe, sticking around here was the safer bet.

Dustin didn’t press her for answers. After all, a girl who could rake in a cool billion at the blackjack tables in one night wasn’t without resources. She had her reasons for staying put.

“Little Bri,” he said, his voice casual but firm. “I’ll leave my digits with that uniformed dude at the door. If you ever get cold feet or whatever, give me a ring. The Lynch turf ain’t in Beaconsfield, but keeping a lady safe? That’s a cakewalk for us.”

He pondered for a second, then nonchalantly ruffled her hair like she was a pet bunny or something. “Besides, I kinda dig being your knight in shining armor, if…” he added, trailing off before he could finish the thought. A rare hint of melancholy flickered across his eyes.

“Anyway, if you smell trouble brewing, have that guy outside give me a shout. Can’t quite peg who he’s rolling with, but he seems to mean you no harm.”

“Mr. Lynch, thank you,” Brielle said, heartfelt gratitude lacing her voice. Through all the time she’d known Dustin, with his rep and all, he’d been nothing but good to her. He had never crossed a line.

was no further hesitation from Dustin. With Aubree waiting at the door, he didn’t want to give her the wrong idea by lingering. “Alright, I’m out. Remember,

a lump in her throat, her eyes

pulled her into a hug. Brielle stiffened, caught off guard, but he simply patted her

brief,

guy. Brielle would’ve fought back, even in her weakened state, like she had

her know the kind of man he

hawk, muscles tensed as if ready to throw a punch at any second. The guy’s hostility had ramped up a notch.

an eyebrow, sensing something, and curved his lips into a half–smile. He fished out a

for little

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silent and didn’t take

getting close to little Bri?”

lips pressed into a thin line,

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