Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1124

Somewhere else in North America.

Myles had been tied up, hands and feet, for two long days and nights in this dim, Noir-style room. His mind kept replaying the moments after he left the castle, only to be ambushed and dragged here.

No water, no food-his captors were clearly waiting for him to crack and beg for mercy. But that was never going to happen. He was the CEO of DreamTech Designs, a big shot in the oil business. Even Max was just a pawn in his game. Two silent, agonizing days passed.

Then the door creaked open, a sliver of light cutting through the darkness, revealing the silhouette of a man. Myles recognized him immediately.

"Kenzo Barnes?"

After spending so much time in Beaconsfield, Myles knew Kenzo all too well. Kenzo's eyes roamed over Myles, a smirk playing on his lips.

"No wonder they picked you as a body double. Your job, your build... Slap a mask on, and even I could be fooled. You're so deep in this, I bet you don't even know who you are anymore."

Confusion clouded Myles's eyes, momentarily overshadowed by the pain from the ropes biting into his wrists. The sharp pain brought him back to reality. He curled up in a corner, eyes locked on Kenzo. "What do you want?"

Kenzo leaned in closer, their gazes locked.

"Who are you, really?"

you can't do this to me. I'm Max

straightened up, his

wonder you never slipped up back in

his own identity. He was no longer Myles; he was the King, he was

into

calm in Myles's

mirrored that of the King himself, An outsider might have been intimidated by the tension,

the

contrast to the atmosphere.

me. You're compromised. If I hadn't brought you here, you'd likely be dead by now." "Impossible! He'd

it. He was convinced he had perfectly

his cup, his skin pale even under the dim lights, a subtle

meant sacrificing one's humanity and

now slumped against the wall, smirked

a thing

the way

at her...

She never