Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 57

Choking on his words, Brielle shifted her gaze to the road ahead, swiftly changing the subject, “I’ve got plans later tonight, can you drop me off somewhere?”

Dustin, eyes closed, didn’t respond.

Only when the car came to a stop did Brielle realize they were at Dustin’s private villa, a retreat he used for entertaining his ladies.

She stood hesitantly at the spacious entrance, feeling a strong resistance to stepping inside. The peculiar chair placed amid the flower stands seemed to her like some kind of kinky accessory.

This guy had a reputation as questionable as Tiffanie’s. Brielle thought Tiffanie was outrageous, but Dustin was proving to be a whole new level of scandalous.

An array of exotic professional gadgets was on display, complete with a swing that seemed to cater to every conceivable fantasy.

Brielle’s expression grew more bizarre by the second, finally settling on a grand piano near the entrance that looked incredibly valuable.

fingers couldn’t resist playing a key on the piano. “Is there some reason for the

Dustin answered seriously, then walked further

figured the guy wasn’t

a tailored suit, his demeanor instantly transformed to one

door opened to admit a flurry of people – a professional styling

“Go get changed.”

“Me?”

change. It couldn’t possibly mean he was planning to take

in a flowing aquamarine gown, Dustin raised an eyebrow. “Not bad, you look

for the occasion. Brielle was curious about the degree

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work on her face. Feeling the need to break the odd silence, she picked up on the

with every young socialite from North America in attendance. Dustin’s handwriting fetched an astonishing five million at auction. Whether it was worth

she knew even this. Clearly, she kept up

play a different symphony. Sometimes, with a

been so speechless in her life. Her