Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

"Mr. Haywood, still feeling under the weather?" Brielle's head throbbed intermittently, likely a lingering effect the doctor had warned her about.

"It's nothing, just a slight delay on my part. My bad," Donny immediately felt a wave of guilt. Ever since Mr. Haywood joined Stellar Stage Entertainment, he had been a standout, and now that he was recuperating, Donny regretted rushing him. Brielle stood up, ready to head out, but her phone rang. It was Aubree, talking about buying a house.

Their current project was wrapping up quicker than expected. Aubree and Ricardo were naturals, and their scenes had flowed smoothly from the start.

As John put it, once the camera started rolling, they became their characters flawlessly.

Aubree's old place was sold, and staying there indefinitely wasn't an option.

Brielle assured Donny, "I'll meet with the celebrity first thing tomorrow morning."

"Good, Mr. Haywood. I trust you. But remember, he's got a temper. If things get heated, make sure to look after yourself." Brielle mulled over his words carefully and nodded.

Aubree had her eye on a property in Pearl Estate, but no homes there were on the market.

move in with me. My place is big

comment was unarguable. "I'm not keen on listening to bedroom antics,

unable to stammer out a response, while Aubree

in showbiz and the inevitable paparazzi, a

but a last-minute call from Mason about an urgent

villa, ordering furniture, and hiring cleaners.

hadn't been around for days, which suited

the place. Upon opening the door, she was

brow furrowed as she flicked

with Andrew, she did

it, quickly moving to the bedroom. The curtains were shut tight there too. When she opened the wardrobe, everything was

rest piled below.

was large, mostly occupied by her, while the men in her life rotated through a handful of