Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 151

Chapter 151:

“Henrik, ever heard of ‘all’s fair in love and war’?” Khloe teased, flashing a confident smile as she held him firmly in place. Despite being pinned down, Henrik’s commanding presence remained intact, his eyes staying closed as if unfazed.

Watching him lie still, Khloe leaned in, her face hovering near his, and gave his shoulder a light pat. “Did I actually hurt you? I doubt it.”

Suddenly, her extended hand was caught, and the world spun around her. Her hair tie broke, sending her hair cascading like a flowing river, sweeping through the air in a graceful arc.

It wasn’t until the cold floor pressed against her back that Khloe realized Henrik had turned the tables. His arms, strong and veined, were planted firmly on either side of her.

Henrik’s eyes softened with a gentle, affectionate gleam as he leaned in closer. “Never celebrate too early. The only way to win is to neutralize the threat entirely.”

Pinned down, Khloe had no way to launch a counterattack, but surrender wasn’t in her nature.

on the floor, her bright, playful eyes twinkling with mischief, her hair fanned out around

playful smile curled her red lips as she looked up at him. “I know,

didn’t hesitate to let her guard down and move closer to him. If it had been an enemy, she would have been much more cautious, ensuring they were

to her, the harsh edge in his eyes softened. He sat up slowly and

the floor, their eyes met briefly before Khloe broke into a lighthearted laugh, leaning back on her

stood out under the light, her flawless skin and shimmering

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and tenderness stirring something within him. His throat moved

veined, sturdy hand lay just inches from Khloe, and his gaze lingered

a smoldering tension, like the crackling of a fire. Khloe’s realization hit her, and her

“Khloe…”

came out rough and low, tinged with a restrained emotion that flickered in his eyes. But before he could act, Khloe pulled

an almost otherworldly grace. As Khloe moved away, a shadow of unrest darkened Henrik’s eyes, and a sharp, icy tension seemed

she really resisting his

betraying no emotion, masking the discontent simmering inside him. Despite the strange unease he felt,