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?

hand, about to

who had

knew that King despised

and you're as good

fingertips brushed it

then he spoke, "Have you considered that you might not be able to handle the truth if

didn't seem

darkness in his eyes

storm wasn't aimed at Brielle, yet she still felt a

a deep breath, not wanting to make a scene, especially

want to

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

make King pay! Until

Lynch family's car was still waiting for her outside. She called Dustin to say she wanted to leave early. Dustin agreed,

felt

completely ruined by Alivia and

in the car,

Premier Palace wasn't an illusion, then

he was downstairs in the living room, and the next, when she panicked and tried to enter the bedroom,

was a mess, and she rubbed her

kid sitting on a bench

eyes widened, staring in

"Stop the car."

car halted, and she got out, instantly spotting

around him, just quietly sitting there, the streetlight