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.

Murray's eyes went

stood up, staring at the blood that had stained her

that couldn't measure up

hand was clutching the hem of her

and cut the fabric to free herself,

in the direction where

restlessness grew within her. Annie didn't understand what was happening to

Murray had fallen, only to find no one there. Just a few torn pieces of fabric lay on the

fallen down and

of candy, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth. She chewed hard, but somehow, the

It was Brielle who had caused Murray's

this moment, Brielle

getting blurrier. She had not

limits.

feeling the world sway before her. Then, her body followed the boulder down in

had no energy left to run or to struggle. A severe pain struck her head as if

Martha had just been laid to rest, bringing together many distant relatives of the Dorseys.

mansion, typically closed to outsiders, was exceptionally crowded tonight due to Martha's

Max had not opted