Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1124

Somewhere else in North America.

Myles had been tied up, hands and feet, for two long days and nights in this dim, Noir-style room. His mind kept replaying the moments after he left the castle, only to be ambushed and dragged here.

No water, no food—his captors were clearly waiting for him to crack and beg for mercy. But that was never going to happen. He was the CEO of DreamTech Designs, a big shot in the oil business. Even Max was just a pawn in his game.

Two silent, agonizing days passed.

Then the door creaked open, a sliver of light cutting through the darkness, revealing the silhouette of a man. Myles recognized him immediately.

“Kenzo Barnes?”

After spending so much time in Beaconsfield, Myles knew Kenzo all too well. Kenzo's eyes roamed over Myles, a smirk playing on his lips.

“No wonder they picked you as a body double. Your job, your build... Slap a mask on, and even I could be fooled. You're so deep in this, I bet you don’t even know who you are anymore.”

Confusion clouded Myles's eyes, momentarily overshadowed by the pain from the ropes biting into his wrists. The sharp pain brought him back to reality. He curled up in a corner, eyes locked on Kenzo.

“What do you want?”

Kenzo leaned in closer, their gazes locked.

“Who are you, really?”

“I’m the King! Kenzo, you can’t do this to me. I’m Max too.”

Kenzo straightened up, his smile twisting cruelly.

“Still clinging to that identity, huh? No wonder you never slipped up back in Beaconsfield.”