Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 975

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

His laughter was piercing, the flames licking at his skin, sapping what little energy he had left. Flipping that switch had drained him completely. His eyes were wide open, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth, blood filling his vision as well. "Boom!"

"Boom!"

The explosions kept coming.

Brielle thought she was dreaming, back at the orphanage on that dreadful night, surrounded by fire, the acrid smell of charred wood in the air. And that brave little girl who had saved her but perished in the flames.

She had buried that memory deep, but tonight it clawed its way back with a vengeance. She was struggling to breathe.

Opening her eyes, she could see nothing but thick smoke.

"Cough cough cough."

She scrambled to her feet, feeling dizzy from the smoke she'd inhaled. The room lights were barely visible through the heavy, dark smoke that seemed to cut her off from everything.

She stumbled to the door and yanked it open, only to be met with a wall of flames. Old memories came flooding back, and she stepped back, the voice of that little girl echoing in her head. So hot.

The heat was unbearable.

Brielle didn't dare venture out; she clutched her belly, fear gripping her as she moved towards the window. But outside was a disaster zone, explosions still echoing, timbers teetering precariously. Was she going to die?

Would she never see Max again?

was so thick, her vision

"Brielle!"

"Brielle!"

couldn't keep

bear

"Brielle, wake up."

all her

murmured, thinking she was witnessing the last

looked pale, as

you out of

did you... cough cough... find

damp from rushing into the fiery

far from the

felt so dizzy. Her vision was blurry as she nestled into his embrace, drawing comfort from his

to flow as she buried her

pang in his heart and hugged her tighter. "I'm

the structure threatened to collapse. Brielle, shielded in his arms, feel the heat outside, but she knew they were in grave danger. The sounds

a premonition that they wouldn't make it out. But she wasn't

from grief

irritation, she couldn't tell.

"Crash!"

noise as a section of

out of Max's arms. He was holding up

"Max."

soaking wet blanket, he gasped at the sight of the two amidst the