Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

When all this is over, what next?

Brielle's palms were sweaty with nerves, and she found herself unable to look directly at him. They stood face to face, awkwardly looking away from each other-one to the left, one to the right-creating a somewhat comical scene. Silence hung between them. "I..."

Brielle's heart leaped again at the sound, her fingers curling into a tight fist out of sheer anxiety.

Spit it out already. This is killing me, honestly.

Her brows furrowed in frustration, almost wishing she could speak for him!

King hesitated for another minute before blurting out, as if throwing caution to the wind, "I'll just tell you a secret!"

After that, his face turned so dark it seemed like it could drip ink.

Why can't he just say it? Damn it. Is Max interfering again?

"Brielle, I..."

Brielle's breath hitched once more, only to hear him say, "I'm just tired, I want to rest."

that, King's eyes narrowed, a sharpness glinting in them. He took a deep breath, pulled Brielle with him, and walked down the hill to the car. Leaning

"What does that mean?"

wanted to ask her if she'd marry him, but when it came to the

better explain yourself what do

response in his

eyes, and suddenly grabbed Brielle's hand. "Little Canary, Brielle, I was

you fancy a bite

briskly pulled her hand away and turned her head towards the

in his mind.

now he wouldn't allow him to propose to Brielle? Clearly, Max wanted to wait until he had full control

about this

aunt's medicine wasz almost ready, and maybe by the time he returned from Saudi Arabia, his aunt

to play dirty! King was quite indignant but couldn't bring himself

were planning a trip to

Premier Palace. As

gave Brielle a paper talisman, carefully colored in yellow with a marker. Since he hadn't really given gifts before, Isaac was somewhat awkward. "Brielle, take this,

at the tiny

a fingertip in her palm, was almost overwhelmed its cuteness. She wanted to hug Isaac tightly and