Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1295

Brielle sat there in silence, leaving King completely in the dark about what she was thinking.

"Brielle."

King finally asked the question that had been eating away at him.

"Are you interested in buying Premier Palace because of me, or because of Max?"

Confusion flickered in Brielle's eyes as she glanced at him.

"King, does it really matter? Aren't you and Max the same person?"

King was visibly shaken, staring at her in shock. Brielle's confusion seemed genuine; she even reached out and touched his forehead, as if checking for a fever. "Why are you asking such a question?"

She had her own secrets, a side of herself she was too scared to show Max. She understood the need to hide parts of oneself. Max had shown his hidden side, while she still struggled with being completely honest. Her fingers continued tapping away on the keyboard, her brow furrowed in concentration. Would Max turn away if he knew her other side? She couldn't risk it.

him and Max as separate, always wanting Max back and wishing King away. But now, she

her. When Brielle got engrossed in her work, he stood up, saying

and he found himself standing alone in the empty

and Max

her past, also forgot her feelings? If she now believed he and Max were the same, did that mean her love for Max was also love for him? King lit

the smell

heart aching as he struggled to calm down. Nicotine was his go-to

went silent after

questions,

always so rational,

intentionally given up control so he could find the truth? Was

knew how to deal with threats and find physical pleasure, but these intricate emotions were new territory. He chose not to ask,

from his fingers in the restroom and checked for any lingering smell before heading back

a

him her perfume lingering in the air. Her high heels wobbled, and

up at King, her