Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 402

Brielle was well aware that the young heir to Kingston Enterprises was no saint, but she hadn’t anticipated him being this reckless. No wonder he had been detained.

“If someone came to claim him, would you release him?” she asked.

“Of course not,” came the reply with a sly edge. “But for you, Ms. Brielle, I might just consider it.”

As long as he wasn’t released, William wouldn’t stand a chance. Therefore, Daniel staying put was actually to her advantage.

The man had already picked up his glass and was idly toying with it. “Men like Dustin and Max hold you in high regard, Ms. Brielle. I’m quite curious about you.”

“Do you fancy Max, Ms. Brielle?” The tone was casual, as if two old friends were catching up.

“Of course.”

“And do you love him?”

for Max, secure in the knowledge it wasn’t unrequited. If she

like basking in the warmth of a cozy fireplace – you didn’t ask others what warmth was; you simply felt it. If you couldn’t feel it, or if you found yourself seeking confirmation from a third party, then it was absent. That was why when she saw girls online asking strangers if their boyfriends still liked them,

Affection was commonplace: true love was rare. It was an oasis in a long–parched desert, a fleeting joy upon first sight – both eternally scheming and

her college years, Brielle understood that oases were indeed

by her reticence, the man said, “Mr. Dorsey should be arriving soon. I’ll have someone

escort you out.”

unsure of his intentions

at the man still seated in the gazebo. His fingers caressed his

but didn’t dwell on

her, checking for any harm. “Thank God, I was terrified you’d been

a sigh of relief. “Maxle would have killed

finished speaking. Max’s car pulled up.

having brought Brielle to the casino in the first place, avoided. Max’s gaze and quickly ushered Brielle into the

“Bang!”

Tiffanie sauntered off to her