Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1050

"Anything at all?"

King repeated her words, his eyes raking over her, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as he leaned in closer. "Really anything?"

Brielle was frozen, but remembering why she was here, she bit her lip and nodded.

"Yes."

All she wanted was to know if Max was still alive. If he wasn't, her own life felt meaningless; nothing mattered anymore.

King seemed to catch onto her thoughts, his breath hitching for a moment. For a split second, he genuinely wanted to strangle her. His hands found their way to her neck, tightening instinctively.

Yet, Brielle didn't even blink. She stared right at him, maybe recalling the sweet moments they once shared, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush.

In front of Max, she'd always been a bit shy, no matter how many times they'd been close. His face, those gentle eyes, always took her breath away.

But now, those familiar eyes were filled with complexity and anger. He looked like he wanted to tear her apart, to drag Max back from the dead and punish him over and over.

As his grip on her neck tightened, she stubbornly held his gaze.

Finally, King let go, his hand trailing down before pulling back. He didn't touch her, just left her hanging there.

She should be grateful that he was calmer now, not like before when he would have kept her by his side against her will.

Realizing this, she saw the frustration in his eyes as he pulled away from her.

Instinctively, she reached out to grab him, "Wait-"

she could finish, King

How did he change so suddenly? He used to be

that time at the Dorsey estate, by his nature, he should

Dorsey blood. So, in the moment

shape him anymore. He was in control now, and he had to act on his own terms. Turning back to Brielle, who

scoffed, flicked off the lights, and pushed her back onto

he wasn't

"Look at me!"

he held her chin, stopping her

with tension, and in the dim light, they could only see each

kissing her

regretting

herself that this was

body and

side, she couldn't accept

pull away but

too late for

low, as if he

"Max!"

to hug the man in front of

froze for a moment before fury took

now, she was thinking

her neck hard, tasting

her body

shoulder, King