Chapter 35


Chapter 35:

It was almost ironic—being from the Evans family, steeped in organized crime, it made sense that the heiress would need to be proficient with a gun.

However, ever since she was a child, Joshua had purposely kept Khloe away from guns, insisting it was for her safety. Instead, he nudged her towards academics. Now, she saw the truth—her father had never really cared for her. To him, she was nothing more than a pawn.

Khloe tried firing a few rounds, but her shots were erratic, and the recoil left her hands sore and flushed. Still, she pressed on with determination.

Watching her struggle, Henrik stepped in, standing close behind her. He placed his hands gently over hers, drawing her into his steady embrace.

Khloe stiffened, every nerve on edge, feeling the warmth of his breath against her neck and the steady thud of his heartbeat echoing in her ears.

“Relax. Take it easy,” Henrik murmured, his deep, velvety voice close to her ear. “Match my rhythm, breathe, aim, and pull the trigger.”

a bull’s-eye, but the hit sent a surge of excitement through her. She found the act of shooting exhilarating, the rush of striking the

bad at all. Keep it up,” Henrik said, his

stayed close, his arms steadying hers as he guided her

took several more shots, slowly falling into a steady

Henrik asked

her head, her gaze locked onto

in her eyes, Henrik’s expression softened

of sweat slid down Khloe’s forehead, threatening to slip into her eye. As she steadied herself, poised to take her next shot, Henrik reached

her head, and

caught

react, stepping back swiftly, his expression remaining

irritation flickered

subtle lift of her eyebrow and a teasing smile, she said, “Henrik, we’re playing the part of an engaged couple. Haven’t you adjusted to a little harmless affection

face stayed stoic. “I’m not

seemed like

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