Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 816

Brielle was pacing restlessly around her apartment, nerves on edge. Despite the gnawing worry, she didn't know any of Dustin's friends well enough to call and check on him. All she could do was fret.

In the dead of night, a nightmare jolted her awake, leaving her chest tight and heavy. She shuffled to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of warm water, hoping it would soothe the unease gnawing at her heart. But just as she took a sip, her phone rang. Thinking it might be Dustin, she quickly answered.

But it wasn't Dustin. It was Kenzo Barnes, who had been MIA for days.

"Hey, Brielle? *cough* *cough*"

Kenzo's voice was raspy, punctuated by a bout of harsh coughing.

"Kenzo, where are you?" "Home."

"Are you sick?"

But all she got in response was more coughing and then the unmistakable sound of a phone hitting the floor.

Brielle's heart sank. "Kenzo?" she called out, but there was no reply.

Grabbing her keys, she dashed to her car, determined to check on Kenzo. Being a celebrity, his address wasn't exactly a secret.

What she didn't expect was to find Kenzo staggering along the roadside before she even reached his place.

"Kenzo?"

his shoulder, looking pale as a ghost. A few men were chasing him, and without thinking twice, she flung the

any time. She pulled out her phone

"Don't tell anyone."

could see blood spreading across his clothes. "Should

"No hospitals."

voice was still gentle but

medical help? He looked into her eyes and managed

"Yes, but your wound-"

to your

his eyes, ending

kept an eye on the rearview mirror as she drove back to her

sure the

Kenzo out of

you sure you

and the others? It

just coughed in response,

they were inside her apartment, Brielle fetched the first aid kit and filled a basin with clean

was ghostly white as

the Barnes family. Maybe someone was holding a grudge against Max for revealing that Kenzo wasn't a blood relative, and now he

Feeling a tinge of guilt,