Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1055

She thought she had him all figured out, so she made a bold request.

"Let's get this over with in one go," she said, longing to return to her normal life.

No sooner had the words left her lips than he tossed aside his mask, grabbed her, and threw her onto the bed.

"All at once?" His voice was cold. "Seems I've been too gentle with you."

Terrified, Brielle scrambled to the far side of the bed, but his grip on her ankle was firm, leaving her unable to move.

It was then she realized the violent streak hidden beneath his charming facade. Unreasonable. Terrifying.

Sensing her fear, King softened his demeanor and pressed a kiss to her lips. "Stay close to me, Little Canary."

Brielle remained silent, passively accepting everything he imposed on her. He did whatever he pleased, showering her with gifts that felt more like shackles. If she refused, his temper exploded.

to his word, he was keeping her like a caged bird. But none of it made her happy; it wasn't what she wanted. New faces arrived at the castle, and cries echoed

handkerchief, as if avoiding contamination. Outside, the mournful wails and muffled gunshots filled the air. He wanted her to witness the

aside. A bodyguard dutifully picked it up and left

into his arms. Instinctively, she wanted to resist, but the

held her tighter, lifting her hand to scrutinize it. "Soft

tone was so casual, as if

home, Brielle

for

a position at Dorsey International, where

different demeanor, her dreams shattered.

names dripping with mockery, making her skin crawl. But silence would only lead to

she known it would lead to this, she would

undeniable; he had a way with women.

nothing