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 slender legs visible. Her

moment of enjoyment. Max looked up with a voice cold as ice.

disbelief, not daring to look again.. He hurried back

Max with a

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kissing a woman in

confusion, not understanding the fear and panic welling

inside the floral enclosure, Brielle heard the

her eyes.

first night together, she had experienced his

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

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

in the corner of his eyes gripped

up in his arms, she hid under his suit

outside had been waiting,

raway down the

forgetting that Patrick was

that she would willingly die in

Premier Palace, and she remained

soared. Her toes curled from the pleasure, and she

haze, his eyelids lifted slightly, revealing the full arc of his eyes, indifferent, yet filled with a sensual charm.