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.

you’re up? Don’t

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

his breath, hung up the phone, and then angrily punched the steering

gone up to her apartment just now, he would have discovered

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nor had he ever visited her

reaction, Brielle’s

yanked the car key out and, without bothering with an

the window and called

to check on her. After all, Lillian

the window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then you’d better take good care

paused for a moment before

sighed. Once unfaithful, always useless. She watched the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer had

annoyance.

to move, but her car was stuck, quickly attracting a chorus of honks

got out the car. However, she stumbled upon several used condoms wedged in the

compartment, she found a limited edition lipstick, a gift she’d once given to Lillian.

She chose to

the rain, only to watch helplessly

away.

amidst the bustling downpour with nowhere to hide, she wiped the rain from her face

beside her.

conspicuous series of 1, and a small flag next to it. That flag signified that the car could freely enter any place, even military

slipped into the car “Uncle

away, his fingers idly playing with the black rosary

for The Priest, she thought. Brielle found Max to be more of a devil than a cleric, always