Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 15

Brielle was dragging her into the bustling crowd of the bar. “Aubree, if you start a fight, she’ll just end up crying on Spencer’s shoulder.

“Damn! As if I’m afraid of him!”

Brielle knew Aubree wasn’t scared. Hell, she herself wanted to slap Lillian. But this was a nightclub, a regular haunt for the city’s elite. If Aubree and Spencer had a showdown, tomorrow’s headlines would be all about them. The Dorsey family and the Clements family would be dragged through the mud.

“Isn’t your brother going to be on your case if you make a scene?”

At that, Aubree clammed up, her cheeks burning red with frustration.

The dance floor was packed and the DJ had just dropped a beat-heavy track that whipped the crowd into a frenzy. The two of them got separated in the commotion.

Left with no other choice, Brielle found a quiet corner in the hallway to call Aubree.

“Bri, where are you? I’m fine, but jeez, I must’ve walked under

town and walking straight

as Brielle was about to calm her down, a deep, foreboding male voice the phone, “Who’s clothes are you planning to tear to shreds?” Then the line with a

because she ran away from

be through led

prestigious famil Clements family ranked second, and Andrew was

w chest. The hand that now casually wrapped around her waist sported a

Max?” What was he

man had an aura of cool detachment about him, even in his casual suit. In the dim, almost intimate lighting of the club, he still exuded a regal presence, but his

man standing behind him. Andrew squinted at her,

isn’t

didn’t know him as Andrew She was good friends with Aubree but

days ago, at this very club, she had boldly spiked Max’s drink with distilled vodka-a high-proof alcohol that could floor even the most seasoned drinker. As she was helping a tipsy

commanding presence, like a dangerously seductive vampire out

those hands of yours soon.” The