Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 708

How long had Aubree known Andrew? It must have been twenty years by now.

Her secret crush, her first love, her open yearning–all of it had been for him. Even now, as she found herself mired in disgrace, too tainted to be touched, she couldn’t remain indifferent to the news of his

marriage.

Perhaps that was the terrifying nature of affection, like ants consuming an elephant, little by little, day by day. Unbeknownst to herself, she became a slave to love, forever debased in his eyes.

At eighteen, she had thought that if only Andrew could love her back, she’d be content to remain in humble adoration forever, even if it meant stripping away her pride and risking her life. But Andrew had a heart of stone, only showing a glimmer of tenderness while looking at her in the intimacy of the bedroom.

“Alright, then you’re coming with me.”

Brielle didn’t trust Aubree to go out alone in her current state and immediately called Max. The phone connected, and his voice came through, “What’s up?”

“I need to borrow your car. Aubree wants to visit Radiant Light Church. We’re heading out now and will be back tomorrow.”

‘Drive safe.”

“Will do.”

couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional. “I always thought Mr. Dorsey was a player,

even wondered if everything in Max’s world was a monochrome of cold whites, so dull and colorless, allowing

moved, his

the window, the corners of her mouth twitched in a faint smile. Mr. Dorsey

all over. When he smelled Aubree’s lingering scent in the room, the fire he

as he rummaged through the room, eventually finding Aubree’s personal clothing. He felt like a creep at that moment, lying on the bed Aubree had slept in, inhaling

such lengths to entice him. She used drugs and undressed to give him physical stimulation. But Aubree only needed

out of him.

shaky, his body sweaty. If Aubree were actually there, he’d make sure she couldn’t leave the bed for three

once again. “Damn it!” He cursed under his breath, his Adam’s apple bobbing, a sense of frustration

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with Autres, he’d never let himself offer like this.