Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1055

She thought she had him all figured out, so she made a bold request.

"Let's get this over with in one go," she said, longing to return to her normal life.

No sooner had the words left her lips than he tossed aside his mask, grabbed her, and threw her onto the bed.

"All at once?" His voice was cold. "Seems I've been too gentle with you."

Terrified, Brielle scrambled to the far side of the bed, but his grip on her ankle was firm, leaving her unable to move.

It was then she realized the violent streak hidden beneath his charming facade. Unreasonable. Terrifying.

Sensing her fear, King softened his demeanor and pressed a kiss to her lips. "Stay close to me, Little Canary."

Brielle remained silent, passively accepting everything he imposed on her. He did whatever he pleased, showering her with gifts that felt more like shackles. If she refused, his temper exploded.

Diamonds, jewelry, designer handbags—every morning, she woke to find them piled around her. True to his word, he was keeping her like a caged bird. But none of it made her happy; it wasn't what she wanted.

New faces arrived at the castle, and cries echoed through the hallways. From upstairs, Brielle overheard his command. "Make it clean."

He meticulously wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, as if avoiding contamination. Outside, the mournful wails and muffled gunshots filled the air. He wanted her to witness the consequences of disobedience firsthand.

He noticed her watching from the balcony and casually tossed his handkerchief aside. A bodyguard dutifully picked it up and left the room. He beckoned her, like calling a pet.