Upstairs, Brielle was in a deep sleep, the deepest she'd had since she arrived at the castle. From the moment she stepped inside, every fiber of her being resisted, leaving her restless and irked.
That night, she dreamt again.
She dreamt she was pinned in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, with someone shouting her name from behind. She clearly wasn't a fan of this scenario, crying as her body trembled.
"Don't be scared, Brielle. Look at me," a deep voice whispered in her ear, gently kissing away her tears.
Brielle couldn't recall a time when she felt so fragile and desperate—not even during her childhood in the orphanage when there was nothing to eat. She always believed she could make it through anything. Even after years of loving Spencer, only to catch him cheating on her, she hadn't felt this vulnerable.
Brielle was like a beast with fangs, always ready to retaliate fiercely whenever someone dared to bully her. But in this dream, she was utterly helpless and bullied to no end.
"Pregnant?"
"Why don't you stay, fall in love with me, and have the baby?"
These words reached Brielle's ears, but they brought no joy, only a bone-chilling fear.
Waking from the dream, she realized her cheeks were damp with real tears. She tried to turn over, but felt an arm wrapped tightly around her waist, making it hard to breathe. Turning her head, she saw Max's face, clinging to her in a state of dependency. The frustration she harbored during the day instantly dissipated, but right now, she really felt uncomfortable and wanted to free herself from his grasp.
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pls update next chapter...
New chapters please. Story is really interesting and i love both the ML and FL....
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