Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 189

Aubree felt a tightness in her chest that threatened to suffocate her. She couldn’t utter a complete sentence, her tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably like a faulty faucet that wouldn’t stop leaking.

Brielle hastily got out of bed to change her clothes. As she was leaving, she bumped into Patrick, who inquired where she was headed.

“Tequila Sunset.”

Patrick assumed she was going to pick up Max and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes as he handed her the car keys. “Ms. Brielle, here are the keys.”

It didn’t strike Brielle as odd, given Patrick had always been kind to her.

She took off in Max’s usual ride, and no sooner had she left than Patrick was on the phone with Max. “Mr. Dorsey, Ms. Brielle’s coming to pick you up tonight.”

Meanwhile, Max had settled into a private booth at Te

Sunset. Usually, it was Patrick who

picked him up after a night of indulging, but now Patrick was saying what?

Brielle was coming to get him?

Max thought he must be hallucinating. If he remembered correctly, this would be the first time Brielle had ever picked someone up.

The frustration that had been simmering all evening lifted instantly, even making Dustin, who sat opposite him, seem more agreeable.

from the coffee table. “Mr. Lynch, your certainly move on quickly with your ladies.”

he had finished expressing his interest in Brielle, he was now cozying up to

didn’t take it as a jibe; his reputation was well–known across North

aware of

seems to be in a much better mood. You looked pretty sour when you walked in. All because I have a genuine interest in your Little Canary? Mr. Dorsey, you should have the confidence to keep your talent close, especially since you’re

there were numerous women

Max didn’t

seemed she didn’t

ponder whether one truly didn’t know what they had until it

of drinks he had, but a rush of frustration surged through

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get him tonight,

to

long as she took back what she said, he could pretend nothing had ever

Aubree in

was curled up in a corner, her eyes red–rimmed. On seeing Brielle, a

attempting to rise but her legs were

rushed to steady her, frowning with

embarrassed, unable to disclose the

grew angry. “Aubree, where’s that spirit you

self–deprecatingly, “If Max asked. you to accompany other