Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 3

Riding shotgun in Spencer’s car, Brielle’s mind was still replaying Max’s words.

Be careful not to get burned, huh?-

Her marriage to Spencer was an arrangement made by their families. The Dorsey family held an unrivaled position in Beaconsfield, while the Haywoods barely made the top ten. Next to the Dorseys, they were essentially small fry.

Her little stunt had allowed her to let off some steam, but it also meant she’d crossed one of the most untouchable figures in the circle of the elite.

The rain was pouring down, reducing visibility, and within two miles, traffic had slowed to

a crawl.

Spencer, already in a foul mood, frowned upon seeing her bundled up in a turtleneck, her chin almost disappearing into her collar.

“Is that what you’re wearing?”

It was early fall, hardly the season for turtlenecks. Despite Brielle’s striking looks, it was a

bit odd.

Thinking of the love bite Max had left on her neck, the corners of her lips curled up. “Yeah,” it’s chilly with the rain.”

“Such a delicate flower,” Spencer muttered, his irritation growing.

Brielle’s pale fingers brushed her collar. “Haven’t been to the office these past two weeks?” Spencer despised her tone, as if nothing mattered to her. “It’s none of your business where I go.” He honked the horn twice in quick succession, feeling like sharing the confined space with Brielle was pure torture.

The phone rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner of her eye, Brielle noticed the caller

ID-Lillian.

face softened immediately upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up? Don’t go out in this awful weather. You

joy to concern, then to panic. Brielle twirled a strand of hair in front

under his breath, hung up the phone,

apartment just now, he would have discovered her

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her affairs, nor

Brielle’s

Spencer yanked the car key out and, without bothering with an umbrella, stepped into the

to your home?” Brielle rolled down the window and called out to

need to check on her. After all, Lillian is

her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then

for a moment

and turned to

annoyance.

began to move, but her car was stuck,

to search for an umbrella, and got out the car. However, she stumbled upon several used condoms wedged

edition lipstick, a gift she’d once given to Lillian. Only thirty in

the compartment. She chose

soaked through by the rain, only to watch helplessly as a traffic cop directed her car to

away.

wiped the rain from her face and was about to

beside her.

flag next to it.

slipped into the car “Uncle

idly playing with the

much for The Priest, she thought. Brielle found Max to be more of a devil than a cleric, always keen to jab where it