Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1360

King finally figured out Max's game plan. Out of nowhere, Max took control of his body, only to leave him with the aftermath once the thrill was over. Guilt washed over King instantly.

Wrapped in a comforter, Brielle looked utterly exhausted, her voice hoarse from the ordeal.

"Where did all that stuff come from?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

King, feeling guilty, couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze. "I, uh, bought them," he mumbled.

"Just get rid of it. All of it," she demanded.

The memory of Max's ruthless determination sent a shiver down her spine. She couldn't survive another round like that.

King sprang to his feet. Get rid of them?

No way. He had meticulously selected those items, and even though Max, that sneaky bastard, got to use a set first, it didn't matter. He had prepared over fifty sets. King started to sulk.

"You don't actually like me, do you? You wake up and immediately snap at me. Max barely has to say two words to make you blush. You say we're the same person, but you've always treated me differently. I get it now. I'll just leave." Seeing the look of defeat on his face tugged at Brielle's heartstrings.

"I didn't mean that."

King's eyes instantly reddened, and he silently turned away.

"Then what is it? Are you saying you don't treat us differently? You practically idolize Max, and with me, it's like I'm just another guy?"

Is it because Max is the strong, silent type?

Fine, I'll just stop talking then. How about that?

panicked, reaching out to grab his

like that. That's

him feeling so down was too much for her,

not throw anything away.

King's eyes, his lips

You'll keep it? Don't force

not, I'm really

King smiled broadly and embraced

"Hungry?"

famished, feeling like her stomach was stuck

shaky legs as she got out of bed and immediately scooped

knows how to give you a hard time,

breakfast massaged

he was than Max.

how muche! belongs to

could consider keeping

voice this thought, only muttered it to himself, not

as she was happy, that was

though, that despite her complaints about

moment

wasn't there when she

one who had first captured her heart was Max, and Max would treat

seemed there was nothing to regret

comfortably sprawled on the couch, he called out softly,

weary from