Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 969

Within the sprawling estate, Brielle and Aubree were under constant watch. Some guards were loyal to Antonio, the enigmatic figure, while others were under King, another shadowy presence. Antonio's men treated Brielle with palpable disdain, as if they'd love nothing more than to tear her apart. On the flip side, King's men were respectful, preventing any harm from coming to her. Then Antonio himself showed up.

"Max, cool your jets. The ladies are off-limits for now," someone blocked Antonio's path.

Off-limits?

Antonio thought he'd misheard. With the grudge against Max, sparing his women seemed out of the question. If this woman died, even if Max acquired Dorsey International, he'd live in misery forever.

"Max, the boss's orders are clear. No one acts until he arrives."

To Antonio, the boss was like a deity. He wouldn't dare disobey.

He lowered his dagger and approached Brielle, his voice dripping with loathing. "Who'd have thought you'd end up like this?"

Brielle didn't know Antonio well, but she recognized his voice.

Antonio?

Sitting on a nearby couch, Antonio's eyes roamed over Brielle, as if undressing her with his gaze. William had talked about toying with Brielle once they got Dorsey International-after all, she was Max's woman. Maybe she had some tricks up her sleeve in bed. Antonio agreed. The thought of defiling Max's love thrilled him.

Yet here she was, and he couldn't touch her.

he thought about Max's aggressive

would the boss arrive? Antonio was impatient, eager for

eyes bore into Brielle, as if he wanted to peel her skin

see. She only felt

himself,

up Dorsey International, what

man Michael still hoped for

outplayed by Max, was now stuck in the family mansion for his twilight years.

was his

perched on the mountain, backed onto a sheer cliff. Once the boss arrived, Antonio planned to have his way with Brielle, then kill her and toss her

be his greatest

the brewing storm outside The wind howled, descending from the mountain's peak,

spent a day and a night

later, she heard heavy footsteps. Someone lifted her chin. "Look at you, all skin

pity as his fingertips traced

It was King.

He had finally arrived.

had been gathering her strength, knowing a showdown

she knew she had

you're here,