Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1049

King's mood soured visibly as he stood up and closed the distance between them. He grasped Brielle's chin, turning her face towards him.

Brielle had a stubborn streak that often left people at a loss.

In that moment, as King stared into her eyes, he remembered the first time he'd noticed her at Beaconsfield College, standing out even from the lecture podium.

When they met again under that old oak tree, her eyes seemed to say everything - both the spoken and the unspoken.

Whenever she fixed those piercing eyes on something, it made you want to get it for her, no questions asked.

Their eyes locked, and neither of them spoke.

Unexpectedly, King softened, dropping his hand to his side. "Put some ointment on it."

Brielle thought she'd misheard him. When he repeated himself, she frowned, thinking about refusing. But remembering how he got that injury, she couldn't bring herself to say no. When the servant brought the first aid kit, she opened it and immediately grabbed the antiseptic.

The burn hadn't been properly treated; it was red and inflamed.

With a large cotton swab, Brielle carefully applied the antiseptic, then found some cream.

noticed him flinch slightly. Her thoughts

he hoped she'd lead a safe

that Max talked about the stock distribution

then, nothing had happened yet. Why had Max felt his life was in

Was it Michael's medication?

been on Michael's

help but blow on it gently,

apple bobbed, his

heard his voice from behind

on the phone, like he was planning something. Did he

face her. Even

you want me to

button. The unspoken agreement was clear; answers came

her lip, her eyelashes quivering

button came undone. "Then my answer is

her eyes shut. "So, Max knew something was happening to him, but he was clueless about you until new the final

He was teasing her, his lips never touching her skin, just the hot

was like a wolf, choosing the best angle