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.

Her face was hidden, and Max, who was the talk of everyone, was now

of enjoyment. Max looked up with a voice cold as ice. “Scram.”

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

Max with

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Max kissing a

was a whirlwind of confusion, not understanding the fear and panic welling up inside him, his back breaking out

enclosure, Brielle heard the footsteps recede and slowly opened

her eyes.

night together, she had experienced his prowess.

her very core, was

for her entire life, melting into the taste

corner of his eyes gripped

arms, she hid under his suit jacket as he carried her

been waiting, the privacy

raway down the

scattered, even forgetting that Patrick was in the

that she would willingly

the Premier Palace, and she remained nestled

and soon the room’s temperature soared. Her toes curled from the pleasure, and

full arc of his eyes,