Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1057

King gazed at her, his heart a storm of emotions. He knew the game she was playing, the tricks she had up her sleeve, and that this was a trap. Yet, he willingly stepped right into it.

"Good student? Little Canary?" he called out, gently cupping her face.

Brielle blinked, puzzled by his sudden use of nicknames.

But catching the look of fondness in his eyes, she quickly realized he was seeing someone else through her.

Too smart for her own good and a bit slow on the uptake with emotions, Brielle mistakenly thought King fancied someone who resembled her, maybe someone like Annie, or another. She figured he was looking at her but seeing someone else. To King, she was just a stand-in.

This realization somewhat lightened the emotional load on her shoulders.

If he saw her as a stand-in, she could do the same with him. Fair's fair.

"Okay."

She murmured her agreement, and then he pinned her to the bed. "Remember something?"

Brielle wasn't quite sure what he meant, but she knew better than to contradict him when he was in one of his moods.

"A bit," she replied.

A spark lit up in his eyes as he leaned down to her neck, chuckling softly. "Is that so."

Brielle stared at the dim ceiling, feeling a strange sense that he wasn't as fierce as she thought.

Pet him the right way, and he was quite easy to appease.

at her neck, a gesture Max had

her times with Max, she realized

seeing her flustered, or ducking his gaze, vulnerable as a hedgehog exposing its

her gaze complicated as

different, yet

streak just ran deeper

He was not Max.

him. If she did, Max would never make a

Beaconsfield to keep the Lynch family from

trail of kisses moved down her

curl as they were gently held and kissed, sending

away,

late for

herself it was Max's touch,

"I like you."

in her ear were soon sealed with

next, but

fluttered; King, too, struggled, sweat dripping from his

voice came

hungry,

veins nearly popping, his body taut as

interruption, focused solely on

a blanket over her before lazily tying

he

"Haven't had dinner?"