Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 622

Brielle needed an outlet, but she hadn’t chosen Max.

Max settled her into the car, fastening the seatbelt with a click that sounded like commitment. Her eyes, clouded with confusion from the alcohol, fluttered open and met his. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming.

Trying to balance her woozy frame, she leaned in for a kiss, but Max deftly placed a hand in front of her lips. The scent of liquor was overwhelming.

Brielle blinked and, resigning to the barrier, pressed her lips to his palm instead.

That simple act sent a ticklish sensation coursing through Max, a feeling that burrowed into his pores and settled deep within him. He withdrew his hand, hiding it behind his back as if to capture that fleeting moment forever.

Slumped in her seat, Brielle seemed on the edge of slumber. But then, a warm kiss brushed her lips. “This one’s on the house,” he said, his voice a casual note as he secured the seatbelt properly and stood up to leave.

Brielle caught him. Her mind was a foggy swirl, and her eyes gathered a misty haze. “Where’s Mr. Lynch?”

Max stiffened, a cocktail of irritation and annoyance brewing inside him. He gripped her chin and, with the sleeve of his suit, wiped her lips, erasing the kiss as if it never happened.

She was drunk and still thinking of someone else.

and Brielle’s lips felt raw. A frown creased her

his grip, Max stormed off to the driver’s seat.

Max to drive. The ride was anything but peaceful, with Brielle’s hands wandering and her head bobbing close to him. Max tried to contain his temper, but the thought of her being alone with

carried her straight

her in the water. Drunk as she was, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she showed no signs of waking.

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Chapter 622

for a kiss but was

unpleasantly adorning Max’s suit

simply

Brielle managed a polite smile and a slurred,

she said, her words laced

Max. Drunk,

showered and changed into his pajamas, then, with unpracticed hands, began

never done this before, so deal with it,” Max snapped back.

blur, and she suggested, “Maybe you need more practice.”