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?

her hand, about

them, who had been watching,

mask knew

you're

fingertips

spoke, "Have you considered that you might not be

seem

no refusal, the darkness in his eyes gathering

Brielle, yet she still felt a deep sense of

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

to wait for

longer, nor did she want to be in the same space as this man. She beaded straight

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

outside. She called Dustin to say she wanted to leave early. Dustin

felt a tinge of

completely

she sat in the car, her

Palace wasn't an illusion, then the

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

a mess, and she

she saw a kid sitting on

eyes widened,

"Stop the car."

got out, instantly spotting the person sitting on the

around him, just quietly sitting there, the streetlight casting