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.

softened immediately upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up? Don’t go out

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

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

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

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in her affairs, nor had he ever visited her

his future reaction, Brielle’s lips

car key out and, without bothering

heading to your home?” Brielle rolled down the window and

to check on her. After

her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then you’d better

paused for a moment before disappearing into the

watched the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer

annoyance.

but her car was stuck, quickly attracting

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

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

She chose to

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

away.

bustling downpour with nowhere to hide, she wiped the rain from her face and was about to make her

beside her.

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

and slipped into the

playing with the

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