Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1041

Brielle walked up to him, pulling out a handkerchief and placing it gently in front of him. "Are you hurt?" she asked softly.

Her voice was like music, making him think of flowers blooming. Strange, do flowers actually make a sound when they bloom? Maybe it was just the feeling blossoming in his heart.

When he looked up, he was immediately taken by her eyes, sparkling under the streetlight, making his heart skip a beat. She was stunning, even more so than she had been on stage at Beaconsfield College.

He suddenly remembered – she was the girl who had given him flowers. Her scent was just as unforgettable. Without realizing it, he had even remembered the perfume she wore. His heart pounded uncontrollably, and he felt a nervous excitement.

“Are you hurt?” she repeated, concern evident in her voice.

He wasn’t injured, but something about her ignited a need inside him. His mom's words flashed through his mind: if a girl looks at you with eyes that shine like stars, she’s into you. So, maybe she liked him too.

Without thinking, he kissed her. It was like being under a spell, and he loved every second of it. Was she crying then? In that alley? He couldn’t quite remember, only that he felt a strange mix of satisfaction and regret. Being with a woman felt overwhelming.

He lacked restraint and noticed her eyes were red from crying. Regret set in when he realized it might have been her first time. This wasn’t how it should’ve happened. He took her to the villa he had bought, bathed her, and she cried in her sleep like a broken doll. He didn’t care; he could afford to keep her, even if she wanted the most iconic building in the city, he could buy it for her.

Anger filled him, and he thought of ways to get back at her. Maybe throw her to the sharks, watch her struggle. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He was hooked on her scent, her eyes, everything about her.

But then she reported him, saying he had assaulted her. His first visit to the police station, and even the royal family used it as leverage to force him into a bad oil deal. All because of her.

He couldn’t let it go. A few days later, he went to her school and found out she was an exchange student from Beaconsfield, top of her class, with many male classmates asking for her contact info.

Having just tasted desire, King wanted to keep Brielle to himself. If he loved her, she shouldn’t be exposed to others. Her beauty deserved to be cherished in confinement, like a canary, singing only for him. He vowed to put her in the most exquisite cage and take care of her meticulously.