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.

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

back, 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 Aubree had picked out. He had grown accustomed to his space being overrun by Aubree’s things,

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 prey.

back home, accompanied by another taller and seemingly male

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

had given her a lift home. She thanked him and headed towards her building, but then she was suddenly pulled into a car

was quickly covered by a

immediately began to struggle in anger. “What are you doing?”

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wandering. “Who was that guy? Got yourself another man on

several neighbors heading their way, If they caught on to the commotion

pressed down on her, ruthlessly tearing at her clothes. Startled, Aubree saw the

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

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