Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 401

After leaving Brielle, Dustin whipped out his phone and shot a text to Max. [Hey Max, had a blast at the casino with little B. Planted a kiss on the back of her soft hand, and she blushed something fierce. Adorable.]

Max saw the message, as the business with the Dorsey family had already wrapped up. His face instantly turned to ice, compounded by the sight of two messages from Andrew. The air in the car went subzero.

Patrick was sitting in the front and shivered involuntarily, wondering who had crossed Max this time.

A minute later, Max dialed Brielle’s number. She was just about to step through the innermost door when her phone rang. She hit the answer button.

“Where are you?” Max’s tone was icy, and his anger was barely contained.

Brielle was puzzled at who might have upset him and answered truthfully. “At the casino. I wanted to snoop around about Daniel’s situation.”

“You and Dustin having fun?”

Even through the digital divide, Brielle could taste the acidity in his question. Her heart fluttered, and she couldn’t help but smile. “How did you know?”

He hadn’t reached out all evening and was probably tied up with something. Was he keeping

tabs on her?

voice was flat. It was obvious, even to someone as emotionally oblivious

and rushed to reassure him. “It was just a game of cards.”

coming to pick

Max’s tone.

before a massive floor–to–ceiling window. Inside was a den of vice

no chance to take him away, especially when

being held against his will. And she was curious–who was the puppet master behind the underground casino with such

and a gazebo appear on the farthest balcony. There stood a man, his back to her as if he’d

Chapter 401

a selection of delicate desserts laid out before him, and an empty cup. His posture was erect, but he wore

face.

slowly

elegant fingers poured her a

you.” She replied casually, then took a sip.

man chuckled, appraising her, “Not afraid of

such