Master of his heart

Chapter 4
How the tables had turned.
Satisfied, Brielle sat back, not caring whether she had dampened his suit or not.-
The ride to Premier Palace was wrapped in a comfortable silence, as if by
unspoken agreement, and neither of them felt the need to engage in idle
conversation.
Brielle knew that Max's attentiveness wasn’t due to pity or a flutter of the heart.
He was predator at the top of the food chain, having made his mark on Wall
Street at the tender age of seventeen, orchestrating the biggest corporate merger
of the year. His rise to fame was built on the ruins of his rivals. A man like him,
she mused, didn't have a heart to
spare.
A chill ran through her, and she sneezed uncontrollably. A clean blanket was
tossed her way. Looking up, she saw him engrossed in papers on his lap, not
sparing her a glance.
“Thanks, Uncle Max,” she said, grabbing the blanket and drying her damp hair.
As the wrought iron gates of Premier Palace slowly swung open, even Brielle, no
stranger to grandeur, couldn't help but be captivated by the opulence within.
The car came to a halt at the villas entrance, and Patrick stepped out to
respectfully open the door for them.
The cold air hit Brielle as she stepped out, causing goosebumps to spread
across her skin. She rushed to keep up with Max, a smirk playing on her lips.
“Am I the first woman to set foot in here?”
Max paused, and Brielle nearly bumped into him. His eyes twinkled with
amusement as he gestured toward a maid trimming hedges in the distance. “No.”
“Then I must be the first woman to make it to your bed successfully, right?”
Her chin was lifted by his firm grip, forcing her to meet his gaze. Panic fluttered in
her chest. She had initiated this game, but the ending wasn’t hers to dictate.
“Yes,” he answered simply.
Brielle was at a loss for words, her mind momentarily adrift. By the time she
collected herself, Max had walked away. She took a deep breath and bit her lip
before catching up to him, her voice light and carefree. “So, Uncle Max, you
gonna look out for me from now on?”
Entering the villa’s grand hall, he loosened the tie around his neck. The rosary
beads glinted darkly.
“Depends on how you behave.”
She took that as a sign of a potential long-term arrangement. Brielle thought of
Spencer,
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and that tiny bit of regret instantly disappeared.
Spencer found her dull, his mother Faith thought her restrained, and the
Haywood family believed her to be demure. They were all wrong. She was wild at
heart.
“Don’t worry, Uncle Max. I'll take good care of you.”
Max raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes indifferent. He casually unbuttoned his
shirt, scooping her up in his arms. “Until I tire of you
“You don't mind that I'm a dead fish in bed?” She was still holding a grudge over
their
earlier encounter.
Max's master bedroom was dark as he pinned her against the door. “No
complaints. You just lie back and enjoy.”
Brielle was thankful for her striking looks, but before she could ponder any
further, she was swept up in lust once again.
Their bodies were close, their souls drifting apart. She knew too well that Max
was an extreme, a madness that could devour everything.
Falling for Spencer, she could walk away unscathed. Falling for Max would be a
catastrophe, a point of no return.
After another night at Premier Palace, Brielle returned to her apartment to
freshen up before heading to the office.
Her phone was bombarded with missed calls-some from the Haywood family,
others from Spencer's mother, Faith.
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She dialed Faith, but before she could utter a word, the woman's interrogation
began.
“I asked you to keep an eye on Spencer. I heard he hasn't shown up at the office
for weeks. Brielle, what have you been doing?”
Standing outside the towering Dorsey Tower, Brielle looked up at the skyscraper
piercing the sky.
“Faith, he won't take my calls.”
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thought you were smart, Brielle. I
placed you haere International to
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Now that he had returned, the slackers at Dorsey International were
understandably unsettled.
“Think about it, Brielle. If you can’t handle this, then perhaps this marriage
arrangement isn’t necessary.”