Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 491

Brielle had a whirlwind of questions swirling in her head. Would Max have really gotten. engaged if she hadn’t shown up? Did he truly suffer from amnesia?

But at that moment, she couldn’t muster a single word. Her thoughts were in disarray, utterly swept up by his advances.

By the time she regained her bearings, she found herself being ushered into a secluded lounge at the end of the hallway.

“What are we–mmph.”

His familiar scent, his towering height, and even his gestures were all too known to her. It was as if fireworks were exploding in her mind, and she felt as though a predator was closing in from behind.

“Brielle, I don’t want to think about anything else right now.”

Max was Impassioned, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smile at the memory of her appearing at the door.

Explanations could wait.

temperature collided, warping both space and time. Their deep kiss. ended.

shorter than him, so this gesture had him slightly hunched over, as if bowing

arms.

not the time for questions. She turned her head slightly, silently consenting to his

her acquiescence, Max seemed to have

bit her lip, her eyes rimmed red, feeling almost melted by his heat, breathless at last. There was no time to ponder the hows and whys, only the ceaseless burst of fireworks in her mind.

tenderly kissing her. And

of the Dorsey, Barnes, and Rowland families were

to be nearing a boiling point, her body’s moisture evaporating. Her cheeks were flushed, and she often felt like a fish dying of thirst, thrown onto the shore by a violent storm, only to be swept back into the sea by another wave. The

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the door might give way under the pressure.

her reflection in the door’s polished surface, Brielle felt her toes curl. “Max, if I

didn’t stop, turning his head to plant a kiss on her earlobe. It was like