Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 452

Time and space seemed to slow to a hush.

Outside the window, starlight sprinkled down, and the night breeze threading through the office. seemed to move more gently.

Brielle was supremely uncomfortable. If she had known he would just stand there like some kind of guardian statue behind her when he entered the room, she wouldn’t have pretended not to notice him. Now, if she initiated a conversation, he would definitely realize she had been. intentionally ignoring him.

The sensation of ants crawling under her skin was unbearable, partly because he was her boyfriend and partly because he was her high–powered boss. Being silently scrutinized by him like this doubled the pressure.

What on earth did he want?

Brielle squirmed in her seat.

Max just watched her as she tapped out a string of gibberish, yet maintained an air of seriousness. He observed her fingers tremble as if she was about to give up. He sighed, approaching slowly, and leaned in to wrap his arms around her from behind.

“Brielle, what’s on your mind?”

If there was one area where Max wasn’t adept, it was definitely understanding women.

Her body was immediately enveloped by a warmth that was neither sharp nor accusatory, but like a gentle spring breeze blowing across a pond, compelling her to lean into it.

Brielle’s hands, poised over the keyboard, froze. Her eyes flickered as she looked up to see her computer screen filled with a chaotic mix of numbers and text. He had been watching her pitiful act for so long.

She pursed her lips, realizing that all her pretense was futile in front of him; she couldn’t hide her sadness.

need to guess. “I was thinking, it can’t be a TV show that’s got you upset. If it really is that, I could ask Kenzo

of consoling was so dominantly CEO–like, and had many points

that had threatened to spill were now being

Yet here, Max was willing to use one to placate a woman.

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was well aware that if she nodded, Max would be on the phone

see Hay, she would be bes won over by now. But it was because of that child.

physically close, yet their souls drifted further and

He forcefully turned her face towards him, kissing her nose, and finally her lips, the spot he

forbidden moment, where every hint of intravas magnified a hundredfold, a thousandfold. If it didn’t stop,

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turned her car to face him directly, trapping her between

why are you ignoring

his years at the top. His

opened her mouth, wanting to say it wasn’t because of him, but what if he persisted

looking at her intently for a long while

throat, fearing he might have

you like someone else?” There

“No, that’s impossible!”

quick succession. No one compared to Max. But she also realized the better

Everything else seemed bearable as long as it wasnt