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?”

as wide

Henrik had once been a branch member of the Watson family before

of the nation’s underworld, rendering him

fact, he was so powerful that

family, which had ascended from obscurity to supremacy solely thanks to

Eric was Henrik’s

marriage to Eric had gone through, Henrik would have been

live now at

stepsister, Sloane, had maneuvered her into offering herself to

held sway in the city, he was nothing compared to Henrik’s underworld might. It was

her, hope flickered

gain Henrik’s support, she might escape her forced sacrifice, and her

asked tentatively, “Since I just

gaze sharpened, his eyes gleaming

especially after witnessing him kill so many people. Interest piqued, Henrik strode towards Khloe with an almost lazy confidence, each step measured and unhurried.

he studied her, a trace of amusement in

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