Chapter 4


Chapter 4:

“Awaiting your orders, Mr. Watson,” the leader announced reverently.

Khloe’s breath hitched. “Are you Henrik Watson?”

Henrik accepted a handkerchief from his trusted aide, Rhett Foster, wiping the blood from his hands with deliberate, almost regal precision.

He then removed his mask slowly, revealing a face that could take anyone’s breath away.

His eyes were dark, magnetic pools, deep enough to draw anyone in. And above his perfectly-shaped lips was a prominent, sculpted nose.

His chiseled features conveyed both power and beauty, almost too flawless to belong to any ordinary man. It was the kind of face that could eclipse even the brightest stars in the showbiz.

But more than his appearance, it was his aura—commanding, indomitable—that sent shivers down spines. This was a man who held dominion over countless lives. Henrik smiled, a flash of danger glinting in his eyes. “So what if I am?”

eyes went as

legend. Henrik had once been a branch member of the Watson family before vanishing into obscurity for ten

he single-handedly seized control of the nation’s underworld, rendering him a king without

that even the president

of the Watson family, which had ascended from obscurity to supremacy solely thanks to

blood, Eric was

marriage to Eric had gone through, Henrik would have

live now

had maneuvered her into offering herself to

was nothing compared to Henrik’s underworld might. It was like comparing a lion to

thought struck her,

support, she might escape

just helped you, could I ask you

sharpened, his

the first time a woman had faced him with such poise, especially after witnessing him kill so many people. Interest piqued, Henrik strode towards Khloe

her gaze as he studied her, a trace of

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