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

disturbed in his moment of enjoyment. Max looked up with a voice cold as ice. “Scram.”

lightning, retreating in disbelief, not daring to

Max with

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Max kissing a woman in

understanding the fear and panic

enclosure, Brielle heard the footsteps recede and

her eyes.

she had experienced

that reached her very core, was like a wildfire sweeping across a

likely be unforgettable for her entire life, melting into the taste of wine, blending with the enchanting glow of the

smile in the corner of his eyes gripped her heart.

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

car outside had been waiting, the privacy

raway down the

by him, Brielle’s thoughts were scattered, even forgetting that Patrick was in the front, and this was happening

that she would willingly die

Premier Palace, and

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

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