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.

him lately. If he wanted to

home was filled with both of their belongings, from the

idly tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited to see when she would appear. He waited from afternoon

home, accompanied by another taller and seemingly male figure.

steering wheel: He rarely paid attention to Aubree’s personal life, including her friends and social circles, but now, the sight of a strange

earlier in the evening, and luckily, a neighbor from her building had given her a lift home. She

nearly screamed, and her mouth was quickly covered by a firm hand.

Aubree relaxed, then immediately began to struggle

Chapter 507

an arm around her, his hand already wandering. “Who was that guy? Got yourself another

way, If they caught on to the commotion in the car, It would certainly lead to gossip, “Let me go first.”

her, ruthlessly tearing at her clothes. Startled, Aubree saw the neighbors drawing closer and nearly pleaded as she grabbed

aside and easily having his way. The car began to rock,

and yet Andrew couldn’t hold