Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

King didn't pay Brielle any attention; his mind was busy trying to figure out Max's Achilles' heel. The more he thought about it, the clearer it became-Brielle was Max's weakness. And not just Max's, but his own as well. Behind him, Brielle's arms wrapped around him, a

gesture that had replayed in his mind countless times.

They were both sitting on the same bed, but their thoughts were worlds apart. Eventually, King stood up, his eyes finally meeting hers. She reluctantly let go, pulling the comforter close and locking eyes with him. She had a gut feeling that Max had come back last night; her plan must have worked. After all, it was Max's body they shared, and any embarrassment she felt was nothing compared to the joy of having Max back.

Her cheeks flushed at the thought, her grip on the comforter tightening. It reminded her of the first time she had helped Max into her apartment. Now, she was using the same tactic with King.

King raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit better. He reached for a lighter, intending to have a smoke, but a thought stopped him cold.

"She hates the smell of smoke."

His hand froze, and his expression darkened. Max was waking up, regaining some consciousness. This situation was similar to the past when King could occasionally see the world through Max's eyes, except back then, Max was unaware of his presence. Now, it seemed Max knew more and more, which filled King with a sense of dread. Was his own existence fading?

The lighter flickered on and off. Brielle watched, puzzled by his actions. From her point of view, he looked serious and troubled, almost crushing the cigarette between his fingers.

Finally, he tossed the cigarette into the trash and left the room.

Max waking up

didn't help that someone

"Sir, Ronald is here."

old man

ruthless man

room, Ronald was

disheveled appearance, noting his

that we have Brielle. Once we secure the diamond resources, we'll make sure you get a significant share." Wasn't the whole

in the topic, merely responding with a

trying to gauge King's thoughts. King was known for his decisiveness and brutality, his desires

Despise something? Eliminate it.

Like something? Keep it.

nothing seemed to have

bore Isaac, but King had protected her identity too well. Everyone was still in the dark about Isaac's mother's identity. Ronald suspected King was Max's twin brother.

they

of diamond resources