Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 3

Riding shotgun in Spencer’s car, Brielle’s mind was still replaying Max’s words.

Be careful not to get burned, huh?-

Her marriage to Spencer was an arrangement made by their families. The Dorsey family held an unrivaled position in Beaconsfield, while the Haywoods barely made the top ten. Next to the Dorseys, they were essentially small fry.

Her little stunt had allowed her to let off some steam, but it also meant she’d crossed one of the most untouchable figures in the circle of the elite.

The rain was pouring down, reducing visibility, and within two miles, traffic had slowed to

a crawl.

Spencer, already in a foul mood, frowned upon seeing her bundled up in a turtleneck, her chin almost disappearing into her collar.

“Is that what you’re wearing?”

It was early fall, hardly the season for turtlenecks. Despite Brielle’s striking looks, it was a

bit odd.

Thinking of the love bite Max had left on her neck, the corners of her lips curled up. “Yeah,” it’s chilly with the rain.”

“Such a delicate flower,” Spencer muttered, his irritation growing.

Brielle’s pale fingers brushed her collar. “Haven’t been to the office these past two weeks?” Spencer despised her tone, as if nothing mattered to her. “It’s none of your business where I go.” He honked the horn twice in quick succession, feeling like sharing the confined space with Brielle was pure torture.

The phone rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner of her eye, Brielle noticed the caller

ID-Lillian.

upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up? Don’t go out in this awful weather. You have a fever? How

went from joy to concern, then to panic. Brielle twirled

hung up the phone, and then angrily

he’d gone up to her apartment just now, he would have discovered her scandalous affair with another man. However, Spencer

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nor

Brielle’s

car key out and, without

to your home?” Brielle rolled down the window and called out to

on her. After all,

the window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then you’d better take good care of

moment before disappearing into

useless. She watched the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer had taken the keys with him.

annoyance.

to move, but her car was

she stumbled upon several used condoms

limited edition lipstick, a gift she’d once

compartment. She chose to ignore the blatant

through by the rain, only to watch helplessly as a traffic cop directed her car

away.

from her face and was about to

beside her.

small flag next to it. That

and slipped into the car “Uncle Max, what

barely glanced at her before looking away, his fingers idly playing with the black rosary

for The Priest, she thought. Brielle found Max to be more of a