Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Max was blissfully unaware of the havoc his words wreaked, lounging on cloud nine with

the ease of a Sunday morning. It wasn’t fair, not in the leasting on cloud nine with

Brielle’s emotions churned like a tempest inside her, and it took all her willpower to stay anchored in reality.

She wanted to retract her hand, but it was impossible. His touch was feather-light, barely there. Yet to her, it felt as heavy as a lead weight.

Logic and romance tugged at her in a fierce tug-of-war. At last, she tilted her head slightly towards Max, her voice softening.

“Uncle Max, I didn’t mean to.”

Her plan had been simple: visit the Hartley Group to soak in the atmosphere. But then Dustin happened. Dustin, the man who played by no rules, had led to this very moment.

Max turned to glance at her, and something about the tenderness in her eyes, soft as a pool of still water, struck a chord in him. Indeed, Dustin had hit the nail on the head; when she looked vulnerable, it was truly endearing.

frustration in his chest

“I’m not blaming you.”

a bit further. “I wanted to call you, Uncle Max, but I didn’t have your

Max. He saw through her little ploy,

turned Brielle to face him.

their hands together. Years of socializing had

kink is pretty special. Addicted

Dustin’s interruption, she was sure Max would’ve given

she couldn’t resist a retort. “Mr. Lynch, if you fancy it, you can call him Uncle

nearly cracked, but Max had to add fuel

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They were in cahoots.

in anger. He straightened up and

media outlets have been invited to live-stream the auction.” His implication was clear-if she didn’t want her connection to Max

beside men like Max or Dustin meant passing public

up and shifted her focus to

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