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 as

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

control of the

powerful that even

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

blood, Eric was Henrik’s

if her marriage to Eric had gone through, Henrik would have been her

live now

maneuvered her into offering herself to Karl

in the city, he was nothing compared to Henrik’s underworld might. It was like comparing a lion to

struck her,

might escape

asked tentatively, “Since I just

gaze sharpened, his eyes gleaming with

strode towards Khloe with an almost lazy confidence, each step measured and unhurried. His sculpted fingers

her gaze as he studied her, a trace of amusement

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