Master of his heart

Chapter 622

Chapter 622

Brielle needed an outlet, but she hadn’t chosen Max.

Max settled her into the car, fastening the seatbelt with a click that sounded like commitment. Her eyes, clouded with confusion from the alcohol, fluttered open and met his. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming.

Trying to balance her woozy frame, she leaned in for a kiss, but Max deftly placed a hand in front of her lips. The scent of liquor was overwhelming.

Brielle blinked and, resigning to the barrier, pressed her lips to his palm instead.

That simple act sent a ticklish sensation coursing through Max, a feeling that burrowed into his pores and settled deep within him. He withdrew his hand, hiding it behind his back as if to capture that fleeting moment forever.

Slumped in her seat, Brielle seemed on the edge of slumber. But then, a warm kiss brushed her lips. “This one’s on the house,” he said, his voice a casual note as he secured the seatbelt properly and stood up to leave.

Brielle caught him. Her mind was a foggy swirl, and her eyes gathered a misty haze. “Where’s Mr. Lynch?”

He gripped her chin and, with the sleeve of his suit, wiped her lips, erasing the kiss as if it

still thinking of someone

too rough, and Brielle’s lips felt raw. A frown creased her brow, and

stormed off to the

off Dustin, leaving Max to drive. The ride was anything but peaceful, with Brielle’s hands wandering and her head bobbing close to him. Max

Palace, he carried her straight to

down without ceremony and placed her in the water. Drunk as she was, her cheeks flushed a deep

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in for a kiss but was met with resistance

contents unpleasantly adorning Max’s suit

palpable, but he simply massaged his

in her inebriated state, Brielle managed a polite smile and a

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