Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 663

The back and forth between the two people completely disregarded Brielle as a human being. It was as if she was just some stray cat or dog, easily dismissed.

Annie took the candy from Murray’s hand, and her expression finally softened a bit. “Aw, come en, I’m not mad at you. Don’t let my poker face scare you off. Let’s get a move on. The defense we set up is nothing compared to what Max can do. If he catches us slacking off because we’re goofing around, we’re toast.”

Murray nodded, respectfully falling in step behind her,

The long corridor grew quiet in an instant, the lively warmth from the party room spilling out from the ajar door. Brielle felt suffocated and slowly pushed Kenzo away, leaning against the wall to catch her breath. She had no idea what she looked like. Her neck was craned slightly, her face flushed with a rosy tint.

The image of Max pinning her against the wall outside that room, his lips on hers, flickered through Kenzo’s mind like a movie stuck on replay.

He frowned, looking away, “Can you walk?”

Brielle heard someone asking her a question, and there was a slight shimmer in her eyes.

“Yes.”

“Alright, you’re on your own then.”

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He didn’t touch her again. Holding his drink, he just stood by her side.

“Sorry for the trouble.”

Even drunk, Brielle wasn’t one to cause a scene. She steadied herself against the wall and began to walk out.

took her phone and dialed Max, but before the call could connect, a figure appeared at the

taking in the scent of alcohol on her, felt a twitch in

a fruit wine bottle and a script.

of the bottle, so Kenzo explained

massaged his forehead, resisting the urge to

pinch, instinctively

Max called out, lifting her in his arms and heading straight out.

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being. It was as if she

you. Don’t let my poker face scare you off. Let’s get a move on. The defense we set up is nothing compared to what Max can do. If he catches us slacking off because we’re goofing around,

in step behind

long corridor grew quiet in an instant, the lively warmth from the party room spilling out from the ajar door. Brielle felt suffocated and slowly pushed Kenzo away, leaning against the wall to catch her breath. She had no idea what she looked like. Her neck was craned slightly, her face flushed with

lips on hers, flickered

looking away. “Can

someone asking her a question, and there was a

“Yes.”

on your own

didn’t touch her again. Holding his drink, he just stood by

the

She steadied

call could connect, a figure appeared at the end of the hallway, sweeping Brielle into a tight

alcohol on her, felt a twitch in

from the shadows, handing over a fruit wine bottle and a script. “I was just

so Kenzo explained quickly,