Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 706

After finishing his oatmeal, Andrew was supposed to head to work, but he felt a feverish warmth coursing through his body and a general sense of malaise. He unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt. His brows furrowed as he slumped onto the couch, tilting his head back to reveal a prominent Adam’s apple.

His appearance was undeniably attractive, and this gesture was filled with an alluring charm.

Tessa had never had sex with a man, so the sight alone was enough to send a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Andrew stretched his legs onto the coffee table, feeling his body grow hotter by the minute, and Tessa slowly approached, placing her hand on his chest.

“Andrew, did you have a rough night? Do you think you caught a cold?”

Andrew squinted his eyes. Not only had the previous night been restless, but the past couple of nights had been choppy at best. It never crossed his mind that Tessa might have slipped something into his oatmeal. He thought his body was weak, making him believe he had caught a cold.

He stood up to leave, but Tessa would not let him go, quickly wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Andrew,” she whispered.

Andrew’s breathing became labored instantly. The hands wrapped around his waist seemed to be dragging him into an abyss. He placed his hand over Tessa’s.

eyes, her cheeks reddening even more, ready for what was to come. This frail body of hers was not exactly eager for

her eyes, not daring to look at

to work.

her mouth couldn’t help but curve into a

the stimulation. He grasped her chin and pushed her onto the couch.

from his kisses, but his phone rang at that

with them. They were free the following day, and if Andrew wanted to have his wedding there, they had to prepare overnight. After all, a high–profile wedding could not afford

several marital packages available; you’re welcome

even more breathless, grinding his teeth. “Pick the most expensive

forehead. He felt a mounting irritation with the incessant

belt, still feeling an unbearable heat

deep breath and answered.

“Hello, are you Miss Clement’s brother? Miss Clements left her phone at the hotel, and we can’t reach her at the moment, so we had to contact the emergency contact

where

and he felt a burning rage. Taking

gave him an address,

over, feeling utterly humiliated. They had