Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1066

King didn't pay Brielle any attention; his mind was busy trying to figure out Max's Achilles' heel. The more he thought about it, the clearer it became—Brielle was Max's weakness. And not just Max's, but his own as well. Behind him, Brielle's arms wrapped around him, a gesture that had replayed in his mind countless times.

They were both sitting on the same bed, but their thoughts were worlds apart. Eventually, King stood up, his eyes finally meeting hers. She reluctantly let go, pulling the comforter close and locking eyes with him. She had a gut feeling that Max had come back last night; her plan must have worked. After all, it was Max's body they shared, and any embarrassment she felt was nothing compared to the joy of having Max back.

Her cheeks flushed at the thought, her grip on the comforter tightening. It reminded her of the first time she had helped Max into her apartment. Now, she was using the same tactic with King.

King raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit better. He reached for a lighter, intending to have a smoke, but a thought stopped him cold.

"She hates the smell of smoke."

His hand froze, and his expression darkened. Max was waking up, regaining some consciousness. This situation was similar to the past when King could occasionally see the world through Max's eyes, except back then, Max was unaware of his presence. Now, it seemed Max knew more and more, which filled King with a sense of dread. Was his own existence fading?

The lighter flickered on and off. Brielle watched, puzzled by his actions. From her point of view, he looked serious and troubled, almost crushing the cigarette between his fingers.

Finally, he tossed the cigarette into the trash and left the room.

Why was Max waking up so quickly?

King's mood was grim, and it didn't help that someone chose this moment to bother him.

"Sir, Ronald is here."

What did that old man want now?

King put on his mask, becoming the cold, ruthless man he was known to be in the presence of others.

Downstairs in the living room, Ronald was waiting respectfully.

Ronald glanced at King's disheveled appearance, noting his bad mood.

"King," Ronald greeted with a smile. "We've informed the Lynch family that we have Brielle. Once we secure the diamond resources, we'll make sure you get a significant share."