Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 171 g out, gently brushing her lips with his fingers.

Only he had seen this side of Brielle.

Only he.

He couldn’t help but recall the words he once said to her–love was but an illusion under the influence of dopamine.

Yet his dopamine levels were insatiable, as if craving more.

Was that even reasonable?

He didn’t understand, but clearly, he had no desire to stop.

He shrugged off his suit jacket and draped it over Brielle.

The moment the jacket obscured her vision, Spencer rounded the corner of the floral wall.

Fury was written all over Spencer’s face. He still had many questions unanswered. He wanted to know if Brielle had deliberately set up Lillian, and he had to make it clear to Brielle that he had no regrets whatsoever.

Even if Brielle won tonight, it wouldn’t change the fact of her humble origins.

She was beneath him. Forever unworthy!

Spencer caught sight of the scene before him, and his angry mind was suddenly doused with cold water, bringing him back to his senses.

visible. Her face was hidden, and Max, who was the talk of everyone, was now biting her lip, even emitting

of enjoyment. Max looked up with a

lightning, retreating in disbelief, not daring to look again.. He hurried back the way he came, his footsteps

Max with

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Max kissing a woman

the fear and panic welling up inside him, his back breaking out in sweat.

enclosure, Brielle heard the

her eyes.

together, she

reached her very core, was like a wildfire sweeping across

entire life, melting into the

the corner of

up in his arms, she hid under his suit jacket as he carried

waiting, the

raway down the

him, Brielle’s thoughts were scattered, even forgetting that Patrick

would willingly die in this

car stopped at the Premier Palace, and she

was set on the bed, and soon the room’s temperature soared. Her toes curled

eyelids lifted slightly, revealing the full arc of his eyes, indifferent,