Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1537

Every corner was explored, every sensation heightened from skin to soul. Aubree turned to spot a wolf, somehow perched on the dense railings, pacing before leaping off again. The thrill of the wild and the thrill from another person made her heart race.

Matthew was in remarkable shape, his energy seemingly endless. That night, he didn't stop. Initially calling her Aubree, his whispers soon shifted to "Lynn," signaling his growing desire. Aubree found herself more uninhibited than ever, but by morning, exhaustion hit hard. He carried her back to bed, gently cleaning her with a towel before letting her rest. Then he dressed and went out to start the car.

Watching the world through the car window, Aubree still couldn't fathom why she had allowed Matthew into her life. The previous night had been a whirlwind, the kind that could charm any woman into the arms of such a captivating young man. From Matthew, she'd picked up a new mantra: "Seize the day."

Returning to Beaconsfield, they arrived just in time for Desiree Clements' birthday bash. As a Clements family member, Aubree was expected to attend. She also received a call from Casey about a shoot starting next week, urging her to be ready.

After her time away, everyone noticed a change in Aubree. Especially Brielle, who thought she looked more beautiful than ever, as if a light shone from within. Indeed, a simple change in demeanor can amplify one's beauty. Already striking, Aubree now seemed capable of turning heads anywhere.

"Aubree, where've you been?" someone asked.

an eyebrow. "Just a little getaway.

dinner, she wore a dress that represented the family well, struggling to conceal the marks. After standing for two hours, she finally stole

her as he flicked away a cigarette. Aubree tensed but continued applying her lipstick calmly. Andrew discarded the cigarette and approached, tugging at her collar

bag. "Can't

pain-nearly overwhelming him. "Aubree! You slept

of shame, as if being with Matthew had tarnished her somehow. But wasn't she single? She had every

up. Seeing her tears, Andrew

cracked with

down his

the marks, his fingers rough against her skin. Aubree winced. "Stop it," she pleaded attempting to push him

she whispered, closing her

he'd always warned her not to aspire to