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.”

land a shot that struck the target. It wasn’t a bull’s-eye, but the hit sent a surge of excitement

all. Keep it up,” Henrik said, his tone calm

little, Khloe’s confidence grew. She kept trying, and Henrik stayed close, his arms steadying hers as he guided her with unwavering

slowly falling into a steady

tired?” Henrik asked

locked onto

excitement in her eyes, Henrik’s expression softened

down Khloe’s forehead, threatening to slip into her eye. As she steadied herself, poised to take her next shot, Henrik reached up to brush away the

that exact moment, Khloe turned her head, and her lips unintentionally grazed Henrik’s

froze in place, caught

back

grasped the situation, and a hint of irritation flickered across her face

teasing smile, she said, “Henrik, we’re playing the part of

not comfortable with public shows of

seemed like an

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