Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 956

Michael had just made it to the upper floor when the door to the old Dorsey mansion swung open. Antonio's laid-back demeanor flipped the moment he saw the masked figure standing at the entrance. He sprang up from the sofa, giving a slight nod of respect. "Sir, you're here," he said.

The man sauntered to the middle of the room and settled on the couch like he owned the place. Antonio quickly signaled for someone to bring a cup of tea, his actions careful and respectful.

The man picked up the cup but didn't drink. Instead, he let out a soft chuckle. "So, how does it feel?" he asked, referring to Antonio's new role as the heir to the Dorsey legacy.

Antonio's face lit up with excitement, his cheeks flushing red. He felt like he could use every wonderful word in the dictionary to describe his joy.

"Absolutely incredible," he said breathlessly. "Sir, I owe it all to you. I can't thank you enough."

Antonio felt like bowing down and kissing the man's shoes. Everything he had ever wanted was now his, all thanks to this man. It felt like a dream.

the time of day before, now had to follow his lead and rely on

ready to put him on a pedestal

in their circle. Antonio felt lucky to have aligned himself with such a powerful

man sat on the sofa, his lashes lifting slightly beneath his mask.

long as you're

estate is mine, no one can threaten me. Sir, I'll do whatever you ask.

it tragically ironic that this member of the Dorsey family was the one to have the last laugh. It

completely conquered by the man, who had become his guiding light. But there was a dark, chaotic aura around the man, as if

I ask, you'll do?" the

had given him everything he ever dreamed of, and he was

set his untouched tea cup on the coffee table and slowly stood up. "Your use of Tiffanie last time was

"Aubree?" Antonio echoed.