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.

his chest dissipated

“I’m not blaming you.”

wanted to

the onus onto Max. He saw through her little ploy, feeling a curious

respond, Dustin turned Brielle to

the sight of their hands together. Years of socializing had honed his ability to sense the subtleties of such interactions, and he felt distinctly

Mr. Dorsey’s kink is pretty

weren’t for Dustin’s interruption, she was sure Max would’ve given her

resist a retort. “Mr. Lynch, if you fancy it,

to add fuel

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They were in cahoots.

erupting in anger. He straightened up and noticed the seats behind them filling up, which prompted

the auction.” His implication was clear-if she didn’t want her connection to

public scrutiny. A misstep could spell trouble. And

and shifted her focus

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