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?

lifted her hand, about to remove

who had been

knew that

mask and you're as good as

fingertips brushed

not be able to handle

seem to stop

the darkness in his

Brielle, yet

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

want to wait

did she want to be in the same space as this man. She beaded

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

still waiting for her outside. She called Dustin to say she wanted to leave early. Dustin agreed, saying he'd be right back after

smiled, then felt a tinge of

mood was completely ruined by Alivia and

car, her mind couldn't stop

inside Premier Palace wasn't an illusion, then the

the next, when she panicked and tried to enter

mess, and she rubbed her

saw a kid sitting on a bench at the

widened, staring in

"Stop the car."

and she got out, instantly spotting the person sitting on

there, the streetlight casting a