Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 669

Aubree felt like she was about to hurl, stars bursting in front of her eyes. His lips entangled with hers, leaving her gasping for air. The intense battle slowly morphed into a grinding friction.

Andrew’s forehead rested against hers, and as the image of that pretty boy from the other day flashed in his mind, a surge of anger swelled in his chest. With one swift motion, he ripped open her blouse, but the bitemark on Aubree’s shoulder caught his attention.

He had never left such a mark on her before, and in that instant, it felt as if his pupils were about to explode. “Who did this?! Aubree, who left this mark?!”

He was like a furious lion, and with his height advantage, he scooped her up and seated

her on the bathroom counter.

Aubree kicked out in panic, but his question drained all the strength from her body.

Who left it? How absurd. Wasn’t that a question he should be asking Tessa?

Aubree had no energy left to argue, meeting Andrew’s bloodshot gaze with a weak smile. That smile seemed to stab right into Andrew’s heart, and he desperately wanted to slap her.

She had actually slept with someone else. The thought of her casting that hazy, seductive look beneath another man filled Andrew with a burning rage, and he grabbed

of color drained from Aubree’s face, his words echoing Tessa’s accusations. She was on the verge of tears yet stubbornly held

over his shoulder and marched into a private booth. Soon, several men entered the booth, offering their ‘special services.’ For the right price, they would follow a woman back

I never realized just how desperate you were,” Andrew sneered. “If you need a man that badly, I can find one for you. Why did you have to go outside

shrink back. But Andrew held her tight. “They look pretty good, don’t they? As good as that pretty boy. If you like, I can let them have you right now. How

to utter

rage when he saw her tremble. He gestured to one of the servers. “You, come

pitiful, tear–streaked face, and felt a twinge of

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knew Andrew, the notorious heir to

nervously, the man cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to touch Aubree’s cheek. Aubree reacted as though stung,

her back, and sneered, “What’s the matter? You

was beyond words, shaking uncontrollably. The man reluctantly followed Andrew’s orders,

him away. She bent over, wanting to vomit, but nothing came out. She wished she could vomit her very heart out!

nothing

unbearable prickling sensation. He barked, “Get out.”