Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1160

Isaac was on edge until the sound of a helicopter buzzing above shattered the silence, landing in a nearby clearing. When he saw who was stepping out, his guard dropped instantly. He patted Noir on the head and sprinted towards King. King pulled him into a tight hug, patting his back. "Got a bit scared, did ya?"

"Dad, Brielle... she's been taken."

A flash of fury crossed King's eyes. "I know."

Isaac clung to his neck, clearly uncomfortable with strangers. Then, his gaze shifted to a man with striking peach blossom eyes standing next to his dad, who was looking at him with surprise.

Dustin had never really dealt with kids. His sister had been lost to the world when she was very young, and he never got to enjoy being a big brother. Especially since this kid was his niece. Dustin's eyes brightened as he scooped Isaac into his arms. Isaac, still clinging to King, was visibly uneasy with Dustin. Ignoring the boy's resistance, Dustin used his strength to hold Isaac close. "He's the spitting image, isn't he? Those genes are something else."

and how come his skin's so fair, his eyelashes so

hit

have kids? Holding him feels even

and unrestrained. Isaac struggled in Dustin's hold, his lips pressed tightly together. But King had no time to waste; he needed to save

together by interests, and the royal family hesitant to make a move, it's

blue-eyed, were

glared at Dustin, muffled by the gag. They never thought they'd be kidnapped before dawn, especially not from their homes. These six were prominent members of the royal

blame me for kidnapping you. After all, your royal family wanted

unable to speak

Arthur were close, practically best friends. The Lynch family had poured so much

patience wearing thin. The royals had the audacity to come to them, yet showed no sign of resistance. This incident would weaken the royal supporters, and even after releasing these royals, the family wouldn't dare touch the Lynch family. After all, the Lynch