Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 507

He paused for a few seconds before shaking his head subconsciously. “No, why?”

“What about Aubree?”

“Aubree’s got a fierce temper and isn’t exactly the crafty type.”

“Right. Brielle said she’s knitting me a scarf.”

Andrew’s feet almost slipped off the pedals, nearly slamming the brakes in shock. As he turned incredulously to glance at Max, he noticed a faint smile playing at the corners of Max’s usually Stoic face.

Andrew was a rough–around–the–edges kind of guy, but even he sensed that this must’ve been some sort of brag. He frowned deeply, his expression indescribable. He even wondered if Max had been switched out at some point because this behavior was just too outlandish.

Too sullen to speak, he drove in silence all the way until he dropped Max off. His mood remained clouded even when he was alone in his car.

phone, tempted to call Aubree, but she had been avoiding him lately. If he wanted to see her, he’d have to go

but since she and Andrew had been in an on–and–off relationship, she usually stayed over at his place. Now, Andrew’s home was filled with both of their belongings, from the entryway mat to the bed sheets, all of which

apartment building, idly tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited to see when she would appear. He waited from afternoon till nightfall, patient as a panther lurking in the shadows for its

coat, Aubree walked slowly back home, accompanied

attention to Aubree’s personal life, including her friends and social circles, but now, the sight of a strange man by her

find Andrew had come over on his own. Her high heel had broken earlier in the evening, and luckily, a neighbor from her building had given her a lift home. She thanked him and headed towards her building, but then she was suddenly pulled into

quickly covered by

immediately began to struggle in

Chapter 507

his hand already wandering. “Who was that guy? Got yourself another man on the

noticing several neighbors heading their way, If they caught on to the commotion in the car, It would

reclined the seat and pressed down on her, ruthlessly tearing at her clothes. Startled, Aubree saw the neighbors drawing closer and nearly

he pleased, brushing her hand aside and easily having his way. The car began to

just upstairs, and yet Andrew couldn’t hold back, a blatant act of