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.

by the crowd, looked up to see 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. I just

town and walking straight into trouble was

a deep, foreboding male voice the phone, “Who’s clothes are you planning to tear to shreds?” Then the line with a cacophony of

been abroad because

be through led

Among Beaconsfield’s most prestigious famil Clements family ranked second, and Andrew was

chest. The hand that now casually wrapped around her waist sported a rosary. She looked up

What was

his casual suit. In the dim, almost intimate lighting of the club, he still exuded a regal presence, but his fingertips. brushing over the marks on her neck betrayed his rougher side-calluses perhaps from years of handling guns, or maybe from

shivered under his touch, noticing another man standing behind him. Andrew squinted at her, amusement flickering in

well, if it isn’t

friends with Aubree but had

she had boldly spiked Max’s drink with distilled vodka-a high-proof alcohol that could floor even the most seasoned drinker. As

commanding presence, like a dangerously seductive vampire out of a

him now, or I guarantee you’ll be missing those hands of