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.

relief, deliberately avoiding the other gadgets and instead, her fingers couldn’t resist playing a key

walked further inside to

figured the guy wasn’t completely

Dustin emerged in a tailored suit, his

opened to admit a flurry of people –

“Go get changed.”

“Me?”

him, was now being instructed to change. It couldn’t possibly mean he

aquamarine gown, Dustin raised an eyebrow.

seemed he was out of female company and had premeditatedly snatched her up for the occasion. Brielle was curious about the degree of trauma

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eyes to let 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, your family hired

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

that she knew even this.

symphony. Sometimes, with a glass

so speechless in her life. Her breath grew heavier, and her