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Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1123

When King woke up, he found himself sprawled across Brielle's lap. Brielle was lost in a book, her eyes scanning the pages intently. Nearby, Isaac and Noir were watching them, their expressions a mix of curiosity and jealousy.

King glanced at the wall clock—it was already 10 PM. He hadn't meant to nap so long, but it was the most restful sleep he'd had in years.

"Hey Brielle, let's hit the hay," he suggested, his voice carrying a comforting undertone.

Before Brielle could reply, Isaac stood up, his voice firm with childlike finality. "Daddy, I wanna sleep with you."

King's face darkened. Sometimes this kid was just too much. Ignoring his father's glare, Isaac turned to Brielle, "You sleep by yourself."

Brielle couldn't hide her relief, and King’s mood seemed to turn even stormier, his irritation palpable.

Realizing she might have overplayed her hand, Brielle quickly added, "Maybe that's not the best idea. King, you're not feeling well. I should stay with you, just to take care of you."

"No, I can take care of Daddy. You go," Isaac insisted, leaving no room for debate.

King's mood momentarily lifted at Brielle's offer, only to plummet again at Isaac's rebuttal.

Lying in bed, she missed the comforting embrace she’d grown used to. The bed felt too large, too empty. Had it always been this big?

After tossing and turning for hours, she finally forced herself to close her eyes. In the middle of the night, she felt the door gently open and someone tiptoe in. The bed dipped as they lay beside her, and soon, that familiar, octopus-like hug enveloped her, bringing an immediate sense of comfort.

In the room next door, Isaac, still just a child, had fallen into a deep sleep. He had asked King to hold his hand before sleeping, fearing he might get lost in the night. But now, that hand was replaced by Noir's plush, dark paw.

Clutching it tightly, Isaac slept soundly, while Noir’s tail lazily flicked in the peaceful darkness of the room. That night, both the boy and his new friend shared in the warmth and comfort of their beds, dreaming sweetly side by side.

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