Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1075

"Of course, I'm doing exactly what I want to do."

King's answer was quick, and in the next moment, the sound of guns being cocked filled the air, a synchronized chorus that hinted at multiple people involved.

But he didn't flinch. Instead, he casually traced the rim of his coffee cup with his fingertips.

"Are you sure you want to start something here? She's under my control, like putty in my hands, to mold as I please."

Dustin's chest heaved with rage, itching to pull the trigger and end King right there. He couldn't bear to think of what Brielle had endured, despite his promises to protect her.

A vicious glint flashed in his eyes as he kicked the table in front of him, sending it flying.

Dustin was known for his agility, which had allowed him to escape from Kenzo and his men in the past. And King was just as skilled, having spent years eliminating obstacles for Max.

As the table soared towards him, King swiftly retreated, kicking the table up into the air.

"Boom!"

sounding like the start of a war. Dustin's punches

her being with me? The Lynch family has other enemies to deal with. If she goes back, she'll just become a

words were laced with self-anger, upset at himself for even thinking King would keep Brielle safe. This man was nothing but a beast,

"If it wasn't for me getting you to that doctor, do you think you'd still be alive? You're ungrateful. I saved you for

Brieffe had slapped him in the morning and now

Max used to share laughs, but

at the familiar

an eyebrow, then furrowed it at the mention of the

back, scrutinizing the

QUMS

else to this extent, not even twins. But

sister's behavior, Dustin guessed a possibility. Was Max

Max, regardless of which version, he wouldn't harm Brielle, and Dustin breathed a sigh of

meant he had also conspired with the butler to obstruct the Lynch