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

around them, who had been watching,

knew the mask knew

that mask and you're

fingertips brushed

that you might not be able to handle the truth if you

didn't seem

refusal, the darkness in his

wasn't aimed at Brielle, yet she still felt a deep sense of

pulled back, and she took a deep breath, not wanting to make

want to wait for

the same space as

got the chance, she'd make King pay! Until then,

car was still waiting for her outside. She called Dustin to say she wanted to

smiled, then felt a tinge

mood was completely ruined

in the car, her mind

of King inside Premier Palace wasn't an illusion, then

and the next, when she panicked and tried to

a mess,

saw a kid sitting on a bench at the

widened, staring in

"Stop the car."

got out, instantly spotting the person sitting

quietly sitting there, the streetlight casting a beautiful glow on