Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1033

King watched the woman on the monitor as she fell apart, his face growing colder by the second.

He knew exactly why she was crying. It was always about Max. Just hearing his name was enough to bring her to tears, never for him. She adored Max so much that without him, life or death didn't seem to matter. He knew it all too well.

How despicable she was.

What did Max have that he didn't? Why could Max effortlessly capture her affection? Her affection was so cheap, yet it was something he could never earn no matter how hard he tried.

At this moment, Brielle seemed like the most pitiful woman in the world. But when he glanced at his own reflection on the monitor, he realized his expression was hardly any better than Brielle's.

Maybe he was even more pitiful than the most pitiful person.

It didn't surprise him when Brielle didn't answer. He smirked and sent a message:

"Come on in. Take a look at Max's child with another. Looks just like him, doesn't it? You might like that."

can't have, especially when it's so easily obtained by someone

Max himself. But he was the

movements in Premier Palace so well.

of a dream from the night before. That dream instilled a deep-seated fear of King in her, as if she was terrified he'd lose

reality, she and

goosebumps all over her body as she exited her car

villa had

nothing like

Brielle didn't think

assuming it was just her longing for

path, she reached the ving room door. The door was open, as if someone inside had been waiting for a long time. Brielle hesitated before

lounge where he lay, surrounded by multiple screens showing surveillance footage. Servants knelt by his side, massaging his legs, and another fed him grapes. His face masked, he lazily propped his head on one hand and chuckled as he looked up to her. "Decided to show up,

King's tastes

the face behind the mask made it even harder to bear. But she knew she wasn't in a

s were different from