Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

In a quiet corner of Beaconsfield, Annie played with her switchblade, her eyes fixed on the film crew in the distance. She waited until they had all dispersed before leaping down and wrapping her arms around Ricardo.

"Ricardo," she murmured.

Ricardo frowned, trying to push her away, but his resolve melted when she said, "Murray's gone, he's..." Her voice trailed off into sobs.

Annie's tears soaked through the fabric of Ricardo's shirt. He stood frozen for a few seconds before finally pushing her away and asking, "How did it happen?" ""Brielle did it."

Ricardo laughed, half-believing he was hallucinating. "Annie, are you pulling my leg?" Even with some skills, Brielle wouldn't stand a chance against Murray.

her arms and clung

you asked me to take out Aubree Clements, you went after Brielle instead?" His voice turned cold, his

go of him. "I messed up, but I was on a job, okay? Don't be

Annie's phone rang. It was Patrick, calling for a late-night meeting. As his secretary, Annie had

I've got to run. With Murray gone, I've got no one left. Won't you come back?" Without waiting for his response, Annie's gaze

expected

reminder that Murray was indeed dead, taken by Brielle. The candy lost its flavor, and in desperation, she reached for another, only to realize she'd run out. Lately, she'd been

her candy, Annie walked away with a heavy heart and sighed deeply. Despite numerous losses