Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 33

Brielle’s inner sneer was a frozen blade as she slowly rose to her feet. No bodyguard dared to stop her this time.

She looked disheveled, almost unable to stand from the pain. However, when she met Ryan’s gaze, it was cold. The deep-seated disgust and resentment hidden within her were like knives cutting through bone.

“Brielle, if you keep looking at me like that, I promise you won’t live to see tomorrow’s sunrise,” Ryan warned, waving a dismissive hand. “Get out. And keep me updated on Max’s every move.”

eyes

As director of mergers and acquisitions, she often had meetings up in the glass tower, always close to Max.

Max didn’t trust any of the directors at Dorsey International, but he had just shown a rare approval of Brielle’s skills, ensuring their paths would cross again soon.

Ryan sneered to himself. Brielle was nothing but a puppet he’d controlled since she was young, disposable the moment she ceased to be useful. Spencer would never marry such

a scheming woman.

Lowering her gaze, Brielle thought of the “gift” she’d prepared for Friday, licking the blood from the corner of her mouth. The feeling of suppressed rage ready to burst forth was like a tempest, sweeping through her entire being. She would remember tonight’s

humiliation.

assured, I’ll keep a close

that, his eyes glinting with disdain. “What are you waiting

Get out!”

her life entitled

slowly, an undercurrent of rebellion stirring within her. The Haywood family was partly to blame for this mess. Robert and Miranda owed Ryan too many favors; over the past decade, their business ties had only tightened. Even Robert and Miranda

didn’t realize was that this pawn could

on the couch, holding her face and sobbing softly. She looked away, finding the whole scene

while flattering each other. Everyone wanting to be above the

down,

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distance, and the man standing by it. He leaned against the vehicle in the quiet night, the dim streetlights stretching their shadows long enough

signaling her to come over, just as he had once

set off countless thoughts. But when she descended and didn’t see him, they all vanished. Max was still the untouchable man in the clouds, not there

His mere

she followed