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 remove

them, who had

the mask knew that King

and you're

fingertips brushed it

considered that you might not be able to handle the truth

didn't seem

resistance, no refusal, the darkness in his

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

a deep breath, not wanting to make a scene, especially under the Lynch family

didn't want to wait for

be in the same space as

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

called Dustin to say she wanted to leave early. Dustin

smiled, then felt

completely

car,

wasn't an illusion, then the King

living room, and the next, when she panicked and tried to enter the bedroom,

mind was a mess, and she rubbed

up, she saw a kid sitting on a bench at the side of the

widened, staring

"Stop the car."

instantly spotting

were around him, just quietly sitting there, the streetlight casting