Chapter 1069

"Brielle, look at me!"

His grip on her chin was like a beast pushed to its edge, ferocious and unyielding.

Brielle winced, wanting to push him away, but the pain was too intense, sapping her strength.

Every cell in her body screamed in agony, her complexion turning ghostly pale. She was powerless to escape his grasp.

If it had been Max, he would never have treated her like this.

Her icy stare met his, tears brimming from the pain. Seeing Max's face only made her world feel more surreal and torn apart.

It felt like a nightmare.

She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

His head snapped to the side, the taste of blood filling his mouth.

Touching his face, he glared down at her, eyes burning with intensity.

Her eyes, filled with familiar disdain, cut through him.

King couldn't understand how they could be so close physically but worlds apart emotionally.

What would it take for her to look at him the way she looked at Max?

Nobody had ever taught him that.

So, he covered her eyes with his hand, moving quicker now.

To silence her harsh words, he leaned down and kissed her forcefully.

Like a coward deceiving himself.

"Mmmph," Brielle struggled, her voice choked with sobs.

By the end, she felt like she was being torn apart.

was deep into the night when it was finally

she had never been treated this way, her body curling up

bedside lamp cast a soft glow on her beautiful, tear-streaked

her waist held her tightly,

regret, even calling out to Max in his

But Max didn't respond.

senses, King rested his chin on Brielle's hair. How could he have thought to seek help from

He called out.

Brielle didn't respond.

again, wishing he could control her

"Brielle, talk to me."

sat up, turning her to face him, gripping

"What are you thinking?"

awake. Hearing him, she

slap had barely faded,

he would always punish her afterward, never letting himself be at a

eyes filled with pain and defiance, he lost the desire

it hurt? Wasn't it

He really didn't understand.

as he finished speaking, Brielle pulled her hand back, her

"It was awful."

didn't understand what

"What did you say?"

her

you were terrible at

she didn't say another

The room fell silent.

off to sleep, she heard him ask

really

respond, thinking it was just a

The next morning.

finding the room quiet, with someone lying on the bed.

panther, the

wake up,

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