Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Brielle’s tone was nonchalant, and seeing Emily turn red with anger brought her a perverse sense of satisfaction.

“And you think you can fire me? Does Mr. Dorsey know you’re abusing your power?”

Brielle glanced at the bedroom door. He hadn’t known before, but she figured he must be aware now.

Inside the bedroom, Max certainly heard the commotion outside. He was about to step out when his phone rang–it was Kenzo calling.

“Max, Alivia’s back tonight. We threw her a little welcome back shindig. You coming?”

Tequila Sunset was the go–to haunt for Beaconsfield’s elite, a place where privacy reigned supreme and only those with clout mingled. It was the venue of choice for their inner–circle soirees and gatherings.

Kenzo glanced at the woman sitting opposite him. She appeared calm, but her body was taut with tension. He chuckled to himself, thinking how quickly girls grow up and out of their shells.

time, I’m

few days

so she rejected him first. Now she deeply regretted it. If she had agreed back then, perhaps

consideration for Michael.

her head, caressing her rosary. The cool black beads reminded her of the identical one

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tied up, I could come over to

the conversation going this far, it would be cruel for Max to refuse. He frowned, but out of

“Tomorrow night, then.”

sigh of relief, her heart swelling with sweetness, “Great, I’ll wait for you.”

her a teasing look, “You know, you could’ve just called him yourself instead of using me as a go–between.” Alivia shot him a mock–angry glance.

sat nearby, but these folks weren’t part of the

families rarely rubbing shoulders with those present unless they were introduced by someone. Alivia and Kenzo were at the core of the true elite, so naturally, those seated with them were central

up to parties. We can’t even get his personal number, but you, Alivia, you’ve got