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.

handbags-every morning, she woke to find them piled around her. True 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

avoiding contamination. Outside, the mournful wails and muffled gunshots filled

aside. A bodyguard dutifully picked it up and left the room. He beckoned her, like

she approached, he pulled her into his arms. Instinctively, she wanted to resist, but

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

casual, as if the lost lives meant nothing

home, Brielle had

on her studies, eager for her parents' approval.

at Dorsey International, where competition was fierce and only the

CEO of Dorsey International himself towering over her with a starkly different demeanor, her

that, and "Little Canary both names dripping with mockery, making her skin crawl. But silence would only lead

asking about his well-being that night. Had she known it would lead

he had a way with women. Others might have succumbed to his looks

nothing wrong