Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 149

Chapter 149:

“Stay still. Do you have any idea how furious I was when I saw that acid aimed at you today? If you ever risk your life like that again, I won’t be so lenient.”

His voice dropped to a whisper, his breath warm against her ear, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. His possessiveness was overwhelming.

Khloe sat on Henrik’s lap, her back pressed against the firm, rhythmic beat of his heart.

Her mix of embarrassment and irritation wasn’t driven by romance. Henrik’s talk of punishment didn’t hint at affection—it was something altogether different. It felt disturbingly like a pet being reprimanded by its master—a notion Khloe found utterly unbearable.

Exceptionally talented and fiercely independent, Khloe had only ever submitted to the Evans family, and that had been her undoing. But now, with Henrik’s firm grip holding her in place, Khloe weighed her options and chose to stay put.

in an entirely different league—his skill and influence made

situation, interpreting his behavior as care for her, though it seemed to reveal

do you actually want me to lock

“No, no! I’m just reflecting on

lightly on her shoulder. He pulled her closer and instructed the

followed by an intimidating convoy of black cars, made its way to the city’s outskirts, finally pulling up

strode inside, guiding Khloe along. The moment they crossed the threshold, a shiver coursed down her spine. The entrance to a basement stretched before them, illuminated by golden lights that somehow added to its eerie atmosphere. Without haste, Henrik stepped

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matches, and greed and corruption thrive in the chaos.” His noble, distant expression remained

long, dim corridor lined with iron mesh, their footsteps the only sound

atmosphere was thick with the deafening noise of boxing matches, a chaotic mix of cheers and agonized screams. The

time, bloodied bodies were hauled away, their ultimate fate shrouded in mystery. For the average onlooker, such sights were enough to evoke

endured the brutal realities of a notoriously harsh prison, where violence lurked around every corner. Even under the watchful eyes of guards, the inmates had their ways—silent, lethal,

dim, all-black hall. The walls were adorned with rows of gleaming, state-of-the-art weaponry, each piece