Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 714

Aubree’s hands gripped the steering wheel of Max’s cor, feeling the familiar leather beneath her palms. Upon returning from their brief jaunt, Brielle received a call from Max, who nonchalantly announced that the car was now here, insisting she should not bother purchasing one herself. Brielle accepted the gift from her boyfriend with open arms and a carefree smile

Aubree had driven straight from Pearl Estate, eager to make the most of the time she had. She glanced at Andrew’s hand resting on the window sill.

Aubree reached out covered his hand with her own, and playfully lifted his fingertips before bringing her lips close and biting down gently

A tingling sensation nished through his body, a mix of pain and pleasure.

Andrew’s eyes flashed red with a mix of anger and something more primal. In a moment void of reason, he flung open the car door, yanked her out, and camed her towards the villa behind them. “Slut!” he hissed, his grip firm as he strode towards the building

He seemed to have forgotten that the villa was meant to be his and Tessa’s love nest. It was Tessa who should’ve been entering those doors tonight.

Once inside the master bedroom, Aubree eyed the swathes of decor with raised eyebrows. Her fingers traced lightly across Andrew’s

chest.

honeymoon suite?” she mused

Andrew pressed her into the sea of sheets, the stark contrast taking his breath away.

his skin. Aubree felt a wave of revulsion, yet her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, her breath teasing his car. “Can we turn on the TV?

beyond the point of caring about her

into the wall – one of Andrew’s favorite features. Without a

his fervent kisses, nearly suffocating. It was supposed to be Tessa in this bed on their wedding night, yet here was Aubree, willingly defiling herself beyond caring for

with an intoxicating mixture of desire and something darker. “You like this, don’t you? Are you watching that kind of stuff now?”

more exciting doesn’t it?” Aubree repl

wrapping her arms around his neck.

again, only to hear a

good. This

back like this with

“Please, stop..

“Stop

really are desperate.”