Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 812

Annie was still trying to piece together what had just happened.

It all started this morning as she strolled into the Dorsey Tower lobby, where Patrick flagged her down, saying they had a meeting to attend. She didn't think much of it. But the moment she slid into the car, she felt a heavy blow against her back, and everything went black. Before passing out, Annie didn't even realize her cover had been blown.

She woke up at half-past eleven, the sun beaming outside.

Seeing the gun pointed at her forehead, she lifted an eyebrow and flashed a bright smile.

"What's the deal, bro?" she quipped, utterly unruffled.

Max wasn't there, but Annie wasn't naive; she knew this had his blessing.

"Good luck explaining to my godfather if you kill me," she added with a smirk, her face a picture of calm amusement.

The man in front of her, dressed in a uniform, wordlessly handed her passport and credentials.

Annie shrugged indifferently until a screen popped up, showing Murray, pale and fragile, lying in a hospital bed.

Her smile faded, and she blinked in disbelief.

She had assumed Murray's body was likely picked clean by animals in some ravine, never expecting him to be alive.

don't

bolted so quickly

lips twisted into a slight

recall a certain mutt I thought was dead. Turns out

if she barely

obsession. Despite everything, if Annie called, he'd come running, tail wagging. Because a dog

it, and it'll still wonder

and felt something stir

thought, that someone would lay it all on the

were a man or a woman; once you

she couldn't deny the peculiar joy bubbling inside her at the sight of Murray

at

back, gazing at the screen

my real agenda, but credit where it's due you're sharp. However, thinking you can use a discarded mutt to corner me? That's where you're

would never go

words hung in the air, a woman appeared on the

Brielle's pawns, she walked up to Murray, sat on the edge of the bed, and

face turned to ice, her innocence replaced by a fierce

was her

trying to push the woman away, found her clinging to his neck with practiced ease, making his efforts

have this nasty