Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1373

Irene held onto him quietly for a moment before forcing a smile.

"I'm exhausted. I think I'll head back to rest."

Bryan didn't say anything, but he couldn't help noticing her slightly unsteady walk, his frown deepening.

She had only taken a few steps when he suddenly scooped her up from behind.

Bryan lived just above Tequila Sunset. He'd been taking on risky jobs for years and had made more than enough money, so he had booked a room at Tequila Sunset for six months straight. Now, as he carried Irene in his arms, a small smile played on her lips, and she quietly leaned against his chest.

When they reached the room, he knelt to take off her shoes, his demeanor almost reverent.

Irene was indeed exhausted, not wanting to move a muscle, but seeing him kneeling by the bed brought back memories of similar moments from the past.

When Bryan looked up, he saw her gazing at him with deep, affectionate eyes, but he knew they weren't meant for him.

She was looking through him, at someone else―001.

A frown briefly crossed his face as he held her delicate foot in his hands.

"Ms. Irene?"

"Hmm?"

"What kind of person was 001?"

She seemed so free-spirited, so unrestrained, it struck him as odd that she'd invest so much emotion in one man.

and steadfast; otherwise, she wouldn't treat him as a stand-in

Bryan let go, understanding her reluctance to respond. "Need a

start the water in the bathroom, and once it was ready,

bed, Irene finally said, "He was like

way to turn off the light,

Betraying Fisher was a moment's decision, and betraying you in the future might be just as

the light and lay beside her, only to feel her arms

"I'm not afraid."

Irene held on tightly.

her, it would be her own

hundred life-or-death missions couldn't make up for now, let alone a mere

"I'm really not afraid."

understand her; she was only using him

"Let's sleep."

indeed sleepy, snuggling into his embrace, and

get

already evening, her schedule

picked an outfit, and after eating, headed down to the

approachable after Irene's demonstration the previous day. The women trying

mimicked Irene, caressing his

glanced at her, smiled, and withdrew

"Your drink, ma'am."

tried to kiss him

gently pushed their lips away with his palm, the woman's lips pressing into

in trousers and a crop top, took a seat at the bar