Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

She had no intention of becoming the other woman in anyone’s story.

Who Max held as his cherished memory was none of her business. Her aim was clear: she wanted to get back at a few members of the Dorsey family through Max. And she had to admit, getting tangled up with a guy like Max was no loss.

The Priest sometimes showed mercy to the mortal women, and the way he mingled with the mundane was truly thrilling. To outsiders, he personified frost, but in bed, he was a different man.

Brielle was worldly in her own ways, and after Max had laid out his theories, she found herself more drawn to him than ever. Knowledge was the highest form of allure, and every word he spoke seemed to entice her.

And in Max’s eyes, her gaze was just as inviting. What happened next came naturally.

When it ended, Brielle fell asleep in his arms. Both of their phones were buzzing with notifications, but they were ignored.

The marks on her neck hadn’t faded before new ones were added.

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“Uncle Max,” she said, her cheeks flushed, shedding her usual decisiveness and clarity, “The oxytocin and vasopressin you mentioned, they provide a long-lasting sense of happiness. Although dopamine is fleeting, it can draw people into a relationship filled. with passionate commitment. That’s the reason why people choose to get married.”

She hadn’t forgotten her earlier query, murmuring before she fell asleep, “I’m not like you. believe love isn’t an illusion but an instinct. Some are born with it, while others will never

experience it.”

Max looked down at her and couldn’t resist leaving a faint kiss on her lips. “You might be right,” he conceded.

When Brielle awoke, it was already noon the next day in her familiar apartment. Her phone. was flooded with missed calls-from Lucinda, her colleagues, and one from Tanner.

Tanner had called just once, probably having heard about her resignation, so he was checking in as a formality.

Brielle remembered her unfinished business with Integral Elements Inc.-that wasn’t something she could just walk away from.

She dialed Tanner’s number.

“Ms. Brielle,” Tanner’s voice was unexpectedly warm. “Heard you left Dorsey International. Found a new gig yet?”