Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

As soon as the words had left his lips, a small silver pistol was pressed against his chest.

"Bang!"

Brielle watched the man slowly fall to the ground. She did not have a chance to fire again since the shot had already given away her position.

She shoved the gun up her sleeve and, with leaden legs, continued to move forward.

Murray lay on the ground, staring in disbelief.

Ten minutes later, Annie arrived by his side. Murray wasn't as quick on his feet as the rest, but in the final moment before Brielle fired, he had managed to dodge just enough.

It wasn't a fatal wound. A prompt visit to the hospital would see to its healing.

Annie sighed and crouched beside him. "Murray, do you know why you failed tonight?"

Murray remained silent, just gazing at her obsessively, in a daze. "Because you saw Brielle's face, and you hesitated for a few seconds. Seems I've got quite the hold on you, huh, Murray?" She reached out, her fingertip gently touching his cheek.

Like a dog begging for mercy with its tail between its legs, he still had no complaints as he stared at her.

Annie patted his cheek with the palm of her hand. "I told you before, Murray. Don't let emotions get in the way. You're no longer fit for this, but don't worry. I'll make sure Brielle pays for this." Her dagger slowly touched Murray's throat, and beneath his incredulous gaze, she sliced through.

Blood splattered.

in Murray's

staring at the blood that had stained her dagger

measure up had only one

into the ravine, but his hand was clutching the hem of her pants.

annoyed, and cut the fabric to free

the direction where

walked, the more an unfamiliar restlessness grew within her. Annie didn't understand what

torn pieces of fabric lay on

fallen

and popped it into her mouth. She chewed hard, but somehow, the candy didn't taste as sweet as

It was Brielle who had caused Murray's death, so she had to

this moment,

as fast as she could. But her vision was getting blurrier. She had not been feeling well these past few days, and now she had pushed

limits.

a large boulder in a daze, feeling the world sway before her. Then,

or to struggle. A severe pain struck her head as if she had hit something hard, then darkness

just been laid to rest, bringing together many distant relatives of the Dorseys. The Barnes family and business partners of

mansion, typically closed to outsiders, was

had not opted for a traditional