Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1359

For the next few hours, Brielle was practically glued to him, her hand firmly clasped in his as they hit up a few more attractions with Isaac, finally heading back to Premier Palace, thoroughly content. As soon as they walked through the door, Brielle noticed the ice cream cake, now on the brink of melting, still sitting as the centerpiece of the dinner table.

Without even a moment to catch her breath, Brielle rushed to check on Max's condition.

"Are you still in pain? Tired? Maybe you should head upstairs for a bit of rest?"

Max, massaging his temples, simply nodded.

Not taking any chances, Brielle quickly ushered him upstairs. But what was supposed to be a rest turned into an impromptu bath time-how did that happen? After the bath, Brielle thought they'd just tuck in for a nice chat under the covers. But then she saw him fish out the bell from the night before.

Her face instantly flushed a deep red.

This was definitely one of King's quirky tastes.

Could it be that Max...

In the next moment, the bell was around her neck. She was so embarrassed she couldn't even look at him.

Max, holding her face gently, took a moment to admire her before opening the closet.

In his mind, King was absolutely losing it at this sight.

you go too far

better not

are you doing with the clothes I got for Little

protests, Max still picked out

of the cat ears and the skimpy amount of

This couldn't be happening.

even know these were in

Even she was clueless.

only explanation was that King had sneakily bought them, plotting this for a while, probably fearing she wouldn't take it well. So, he started off with just a bell

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"Brielle, put it on."

a man perched like a deity was overwhelming, to say the least. With trembling fingers, Brielle

ear headband wasn't on the bed; it was in Max's hands, his slender fingers playing with it,

wrists.

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an eyebrow in a way

the

feeling awkward and tentative, the bell around her neck chiming with every

you look good?" he asked, right

storm of desire that seemed to have been stirred

Brielle didn't leave