Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 717

“Andrew, I’m so scared,” Tessa sobbed and collapsed on the floor. Fear had consumed her. How had their lives spiraled into this nightmare? And on their wedding night, no less. Andrew her Andrew, would never normally lay a finger on her. Something was tembly

wrong

She prayed for a retum to normaley, but Andrew advanced toward her with a predatory step.

Panic–stricken, Tessa scrambled back until she was comered, her back pressed against the cold wall. The murderous intent emanating from Andrew was unmistakable, and she felt a chilling certainty that she wouldn’t survive the night.

Her cheeks were streaked with tears, her fingernails digging painfully into her palms. “Andrew, please stop, please. I’m really scared,” she cried, shaking her head, curling into a ball in the comer, her eyes wide with terror

Andrew’s hand shot out, fingers wrapping around her delicate throat

Did Aubree not feel fear when the assault happened? How could Tessa do that to Aubree?

were behind it His eyes, bloodshot with rage and sorrow,

to end Tessa, but his fingers lacked the strength. Overwhelmed by grief, his hand trembled and fell away as a sob brake from his throat, a sound akin to a wounded beast at the height of its anguish.

asunder, but he could not muster the strength. All his energy seemed to have been sapped the moment he saw that

tears from his cheeks, they only seemed to multiply. A sickly sweet taste filled his throat. He yearned to pass out. to escape into unconsciousness, but he remained agonizingly awake

loosen, Tessa opened her eyes through her tears and wrapped her arms around him, seeking some semblance

ached, especially where Tessa clung to him. He wished he could tear off that patch of skin. Pushing her away, he used the wall for support to stand, his crimson gaze

pulled out a lighter and set

honeymoon suite!” Tessa’s voice was hoarse with desperation. She clung to his legs. pleading, tears streaming

to you?” she cried, her voice a raw, anguished rasp

as the flames took hold, but Andrew just stood in silence,

burm.

to strike a woman. His shoe landed on Tessa’s chest, and he felt nothing but calm as she writhed

Tessa were the ones