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.

instead, her fingers couldn’t resist playing a key on the

Dustin answered seriously, then walked further inside to change

the guy wasn’t completely

tailored suit, his demeanor instantly transformed to one of composed

of people

“Go get changed.”

“Me?”

possibly mean he was planning to take her to an auction. But she was indeed

a flowing aquamarine gown, Dustin raised an eyebrow. “Not

and had premeditatedly snatched her up for the

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them work on her face. Feeling the need to break the odd silence, she picked up on the earlier topic. “That piano, what’s the significance? I remember at Mr. Lynch’s eighteenth birthday gala,

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

smirk played on Dustin’s lips, amused that she knew

as a stage. Everyone’s body can play a different symphony. Sometimes, with a glass of

life. Her breath grew heavier, and her face nearly