Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1005

Why Max? What's so great about him?

A fool who doesn't even know how to hold on to the person he likes. How is he better than me?

King just couldn't wrap his head around it.

"Give it up. I won't let him live."

"So, you started that wildfire, didn't you? You killed him?"

Brielle's composure finally cracked, but she remembered they were at a party, so she just stared daggers at the man.

King took a sip of his red wine, his voice dripping with ice.

"As long as I'm alive, he has to die."

Brielle took a deep breath. After that wildfire, King seemed even darker than before.

Yeah, darker.

His gaze was complicated, filled with both love and hate.

But Brielle couldn't recall any interaction she'd had with him.

So, where did his love and hate come from?

about to remove his

who had

the mask knew that King despised anyone

you're as good

Brielle's fingertips

not be able to handle the

seem

no refusal, the darkness in his eyes gathering

Brielle, yet she still felt

and she took a deep breath, not wanting to make a scene, especially

want to wait for

to be in the same space as this man. She beaded straight for

chance, she'd make King pay! Until

waiting for her outside. She called Dustin to say she wanted to leave

then felt a tinge

good mood was completely ruined by Alivia

she sat in the car, her mind

King inside Premier Palace wasn't an illusion, then the King she saw at the bedroom door

the next, when she panicked

mess,

on a bench at the side of

widened, staring

"Stop the car."

out, instantly spotting the person sitting on the

quietly sitting there, the streetlight casting a beautiful glow