Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1460

Why does this food taste just like Aunt Betty's?

After another feast, Lewis even had his toothbrush and cup set by the bed.

Honestly, Kailee had always dreamed of being surrounded by handsome men and, well, being rich. She nailed the rich part, but as for the handsome men? That seemed elusive.

Then Lewis came along and made it happen.

For two whole days, she barely left the bed, except for bathroom breaks. Each evening, she'd soak in a luxurious bath before climbing back into bed. And once she was there, well, things got pretty steamy with Lewis. Kailee got used to it, even started enjoying it, so she just rolled with it.

That is, until a week later when Joseph called, wondering why she hadn't been home. Kailee shot up from bed!

"Bro, I totally fell for the handsome man trap."

And not just a pretty face, but a food trap too. The call snapped her back to reality, reminding her she'd planned to give Lewis a piece of her mind the first night. But a week had flown by, and instead of confronting him, she was swept away, night after night. She ran her hand over her waist, feeling the extra softness. After a week of indulgence and lounging, she'd definitely put on a few pounds.

"Kailee, what on earth are you up to?"

Joseph was still in Beaconsfield, or he'd have come to haul her back himself. Feeling guilty, Kailee hurried to get out of bed, her legs shaky from the week's exertions, her cheeks flushing. "Bro, it's a long story."

couldn't quite explain it, not even sure how things had gotten to

"Then make it short."

"Are

argue, but was this really a mess she'd made?

his homemade desserts, and noticing she was up, he asked casually, "Why not sleep in a bit

She looked up, ready to scold

week, so it felt too late to complain now. She

"Isn't it nice here?"

thinking. His cooking was amazing, better than any chef she knew, and his fruit platters and desserts were works of

Sigh.

ends up marrying him is going to

week. You don't have

Joseph's ominous

remembering she was still

me, my ex-boyfriend. I told

she quickly ended the call, her eyes drifting to the tray Lewis

eating, or

our deal. Until you win me back, you