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.

on him. Antonio felt like he was on cloud

everything, and Antonio was ready to put him on a pedestal and worship him. Max and

he manipulated everyone in their circle. Antonio felt lucky to

lifting slightly beneath his mask. He surveyed

as you're happy,"

mine, no one can threaten me. Sir, I'll do

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

there was a dark, chaotic aura around the

ask, you'll

given him everything he ever dreamed of, and he was willing to do anything for him. "Yes, just say

cup on the coffee table and slowly stood up. "Your use of Tiffanie last time was clever, but Max has sent her abroad now. You should focus on Aubree; she's the

"Aubree?" Antonio echoed.