Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 19

The door closed slowly, and Brielle remained rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch. She had known Aubree for years but never realized the depth of the relationship between

her and

Andrew. A tumult of emotions churned within her, like waves crashing and winds howling. Didn’t Andrew have a fiancée?

Brielle’s head lowered, her long lashes casting deep shadows across her face, as she stood motionless.

The hallway was quiet and elegant, but the noises coming from the man had been anything but. Perhaps mindful that Max was still waiting in the private dining room, Andrew had finished quickly. His lips, his shirt collar, were smudged with telltale marks of lipstick.

Leaning against the mirror, legs weak, Aubree raised an evebrow with a smile, “Tessa didn’t take good care of you?”

Andrew, with a touch of cruelty, patted her cheek and said coldly, “This kind of affair isn’t something she’s cut out for.”

Aubree didn’t reply, her face ghostly pale.

Andrew left her with a simple command, “Clean yourself up and come out,” before he was

gone.

before exiting, only to spot a shadow around the

“Bri…”

Lillian, and almost instinctively she tried to justify, “You have to understand, Andrew

twisted relationship. Brielle’s eyes were calm as she eventually asked, “Do

found herself at a loss

The very person who had just been condemning Lillian had suddenly become the next

understand love. I’ve adored him for

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It was all because of his engagement

If there were a switch to turn off love and retract all emotions, she would give anything

“Bri.”

and bold, Aubree had

when the dining room door creaked open. Andrew appeared, a smirk of smug satisfaction spread across his face, yet it lacked any trace of genuine emotion. “Little Canary,

Brielle all

her wrist was caught mid-air by Andrew, who wore a

this unfold, frowning, and through the slightly ajar door of the booth, she

indifferent, toying with a glass of wine, and casually patted

She didn’t

woody note with a hint of crisp rose-in the dim space. It lingered

the suit jacket and placed it neatly on his