Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1034

Brielle had reached the end of her rope. Every move this guy made only confirmed her worst fears.

Max and King were the same person, just different sides of the same coin.

The thought was absurd and yet painfully true.

She couldn't take her eyes off King, searching for any hint of Max in his movements, his build, the way his fingers twitched.

Back at the casino, she'd felt something familiar about him but couldn't pin it down.

Her mind had blocked out the possibility of him being Max, which was why she'd found King so strangely familiar.

King stood up, waved the crowd away, and sauntered over to Brielle.

Brielle took a step back, then froze, realizing that if King had wanted her dead, he could've done it ages ago.

Even now, if he wanted to hurt her, he could do it with a flick of his wrist.

She couldn't harm that face, but he could end her with a snap of his fingers.

So she stopped retreating, her gaze fixed on the mask.

bent slightly, took her hand,

unwrap this

tone was playful, mocking, cutting deeper than

fingers shook, scared to pull too hard and accidentally take off

to pull away, but King's grip was firm. He started to remove the

was turning red from his grip. Seeing this, he let go and wrapped his arms around her

sting, huh? Considering you

a desperate need to escape bubbling inside her. But he pinned

still here. Miss him? I can help with

in,

that moment, Brielle came to her

on the floor, the sound echoing

her

he just took her hand and kissed each

this

her legs turning to jelly at the sight of his

gaze. How could she ever hit that

him in

heart, he