Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

The girls were all in tears, clutching their faces as they looked at Brielle and Aubree.

With a raised eyebrow, Brielle snatched back the dress that had been taken from her, a sly smile curving her lips. "If you don't scram, I might have to get physical again." "Brielle! You'll pay for this!" wailed one in despair.

Their hair was a mess, truly a sight of disarray, and in their midst stood Alivia, seething with resentment, itching to claw Brielle's eyes out!

However, she was no match for Brielle. That bitch came with inexplicable brute strength.

Alivia ground her teeth in a fury but was restrained by another girl. "Alivia, let's just leave. These two lunatics don't care about our status, and we can't beat them." "Yeah, think of the scandal if the tabloids caught this."

Alivia's lips bled from biting. With a bitter glare at Brielle, she covered her face and stormed off.

Once in her car, she wanted to scream until her throat was raw.

Blood tinted her lips, her eyes were bloodshot, and her fists pounded the leather of the seat as she choked down the taste of iron.

Brielle had humiliated her time and again. She would have her revenge!

She dialed Annie on her smartphone. "I want you to make Brielle suffer! Make her wish she was dead!"

Annie's voice was laced with mirth. Alivia's patience had finally snapped. "Your wish is my command, but it'll cost you another fifty mil. No more bossing me around after this." "I don't care about the money as long as you take care of Brielle."

Annie chuckled, her innocence belying the disdain in her eyes. "Foolish Alivia, blinded by love," Annie thought.

Love was such a bothersome thing.

Perched on the windowsill, swinging her legs, Annie frowned in contemplation.

Murray tapped away at his laptop, occasionally glancing at her. "Bored, Miss?"

Annie flashed a toothy grin. "Murray, we've finally got a job. Let's go after Brielle." Surprise flickered in Murray's eyes. They had agreed not to touch Brielle, hadn't they?

"Brielle's got a friend, Aubree, right? She's working with that actor, Ricardo. Let's have him handle Aubree. He only said he wouldn't hurt Brielle and never mentioned Aubree. Ricardo deals with Aubree, I deal with Brielle, and then they'll both be history."

Annie's eyes sparkled with excitement, eager for the hunt.

"Shall we proceed tonight, Miss?"

Annie hesitated, twirling a knife between her fingers, a wicked smile playing at her lips. "Murray, how long before you hack Aubree's phone?"

"Aubree's phone is a piece of cake, but Brielle's is a fortress, and she's got some tech skills. Accessing it remotely might take a while, but for Aubree, give me just a minute."

"Let's make it thrilling. Track their locations, use Aubree's number to bait Brielle into a trap, and then I'll have the pleasure of carving up that pretty face."

Murray's fingers flew over the keyboard, data blinking rapidly. "Done, Miss. Brielle and Aubree are now separated."

"Murray, got any of that drug left? Max's heartbroken over Brielle. It's the perfect time. When he's out drowning his sorrows, I'll slip him a hallucinogen. Just enough to make him see me as Brielle."

Shock crossed Murray's face. He was speechless.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Annie nestled into his lap, tilting his chin up. "Remember, you said you'd be my loyal hound."

Murray's Adam's apple bobbed, his breath hot and heavy.

"Murray, a disobedient dog, is a useless dog. I don't keep the useless around."

Murray stiffened, his smile bitter. "I understand."

Annie sauntered off, bending over provocatively. "But tonight, you get your reward."

A slap followed by a sweet treat-Annie had mastered this art.

Her innocent face and voice, paired with such a provocative gesture, sent a jolt through Murray's nerves He was like a starved hound, ready to leap for any scrap Annie deigned to throw. And she was offering herself.

He dropped to his knees in fervent devotion.