Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 605

By the time the chaos had subsided, the scene was beyond recognition, thick with the stench of blood. A few men lay gasping for breath in pools of their own making.

Ricardo gazed down at his dagger, its original color indistinguishable beneath the grime. He wiped his cheek with a finger, smearing the blood that had splattered on his face.

The silence was deafening as if they were sealed in a vacuum.

He nudged the man at his feet with indifference and turned around, reluctantly avoiding Brielle’s gazę, Her eyes were so beautiful. It would be a shame if they showed fear. He’d hate to have to gouge them out.

She was probably just like that other woman, terrified of him, regarding him with disbelief and revulsion. Pity. He had wanted Brielle to live a bit longer, but old enemies had a way of revealing one’s true nature.

His lips curled into a smile as he turned to look at Brielle.

She stood a few meters away, blood slowly creeping toward the tips of her shoes. She stepped back, and Ricardo felt the gesture like a knife to his heart. So, the promise of sunlight was a lie after all. It was just a momentary fib he had foolishly believed.

If that were the case, then nobody would be spared tonight. All must die.

moving with the dagger when he saw Brielle step forward, pushing him aside and pulling the trigger.

watched as Brielle approached the other two men, stepping on one’s chest and firing from a

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

the faint cries for help were

the filthy, narrow bed motionless, her body covered in marks–bitten, kissed, a chaotic map of abuse.

in agony as she removed her clothing

dilated, slowly focused, and she managed a

lip to keep from crying.

cough brought up more blood.

as she picked up a tooth that had been knocked out of Aubree’s mouth. Her hand trembled

Chapter 605

what had happened to Aubree in the last two hours. Wiping away her tears, Brielle took a deep breath and tried to clean the blood

fretted over the blood–stained tooth. It wouldn’t come clean.

herself, falling apart, but the sight of Brielle, now deprived of all strength, made her

reached out to grab Brielle’s hand.