Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 871

Chapter 871

Aubree's hand was wrapped in his, the touch cold as if he'd been out in the early spring chill for too long.

"Day after tomorrow's Mom's birthday," he said, his voice a mix of command and plea. "She asked me to tell you. Come home for dinner, will you?"

The response was a door slamming shut.

Andrew had never respected her before. Whenever he wanted her, a single phone call was all it took. No matter what she was doing, she had to be there in thirty minutes, showered and clean. He wasn't one for foreplay either; always straight to the point for his own satisfaction.

After he was done, he'd return to Tessa, all lovey-dovey, buying her gifts, asking if she was warm enough.

Andrew had experienced the ultimate pleasure with her, and now he was reaping the most unbearable pain.

He stood outside her door, not daring to enter even though he knew her passcode by heart. He understood this place didn't welcome him anymore.

After entering her apartment, Aubree poured herself a glass of water to calm her nerves.

A hot shower later, she felt a bit more like herself.

in bed, sleep eluded

against the wall, eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Aubree felt tears welling up.

Andrew's turn to be humbled, her desire for

slept peacefully, without the usual midnight awakening to the gloom of an empty room. Come seven in the morning, she awoke

security footage, she saw he'd

heart was a

I.n

exterior she had a softness inside her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have hung on to Andrew, a crooked tree, for over

Keiran there, chatting amicably with a man behind him. Approaching Keiran to greet him, the man, Chase,

a pleasure

Keiran's furrowed brow, Aubree realized she had been

about to speak up, the elevator dinged,

had recovered from the previous evening's fatigue. Earlier, Donny had

was nearly ready to

from yesterday, Brielle felt

side, chuckling and patting his

to any undertones, laughed

After a brief greeting with Chase and Aubree, she