Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 15

Brielle was dragging her into the bustling crowd of the bar. “Aubree, if you start a fight, she’ll just end up crying on Spencer’s shoulder.

“Damn! As if I’m afraid of him!”

Brielle knew Aubree wasn’t scared. Hell, she herself wanted to slap Lillian. But this was a nightclub, a regular haunt for the city’s elite. If Aubree and Spencer had a showdown, tomorrow’s headlines would be all about them. The Dorsey family and the Clements family would be dragged through the mud.

“Isn’t your brother going to be on your case if you make a scene?”

At that, Aubree clammed up, her cheeks burning red with frustration.

The dance floor was packed and the DJ had just dropped a beat-heavy track that whipped the crowd into a frenzy. The two of them got separated in the commotion.

Left with no other choice, Brielle found a quiet corner in the hallway to call Aubree.

but jeez, I must’ve walked under a ladder or something today. I just saw my brother. It’s all that witch’s fault. I want to tear her to shreds right

to town and walking straight

the phone, “Who’s

been abroad because she ran

be through led

Beaconsfield’s most prestigious famil Clements family ranked second, and Andrew was

call cut off, and as Brielle tried to redial to check on Aubree, she backed into a w chest. The hand that now casually wrapped around

What was he doing

him, even in his casual suit. In the dim, almost intimate lighting of the club, he still exuded a regal presence, but his fingertips. brushing over the marks on her neck betrayed his rougher side-calluses perhaps from years of handling guns, or maybe

standing behind him. Andrew squinted at her, amusement flickering in his

well, if it isn’t the

as Andrew She was good friends with Aubree but had

vodka-a high-proof alcohol that could floor even the most seasoned drinker. As she was

commanding presence, like a dangerously seductive vampire out of a

those hands of yours soon.” The threat in his eyes