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.

a tall, familiar figure at the entrance and felt a shiver of fear. “Bri, where are you? I’m fine, but jeez, I must’ve walked under a ladder or something today.

walking

the phone, “Who’s clothes are you planning to

had been abroad because she ran

be through led

Andrew, was ruthless. Among Beaconsfield’s most prestigious famil Clements family ranked

she backed into a w chest. The hand that now casually wrapped around her waist sported a rosary. She looked up to see a familiar

What was he

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 fingertips.

shivered under his touch, noticing another man standing behind him.

if it isn’t the Max’s

know him as Andrew She was good friends with

two days ago, at this very club, she had boldly spiked Max’s drink with distilled vodka-a high-proof alcohol that could floor even

had a commanding presence, like a dangerously seductive

I guarantee you’ll be missing those hands of yours soon.” The threat in