Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 388

Chapter 388:

After a chilling laugh, he looked down at Khloe. “Now that you know the story, are you scared?” he asked, his hand brushing the back of Khloe’s neck with an air of control and scrutiny.

But all she noticed was the faint furrow in Henrik’s brows. With a gentle motion, she raised her hand to smooth them out, her expression calm and fearless. “Did you realize, in that moment, that you no longer had a home? Is that why you left the Watson family and created your own force?” Her words caused Henrik’s usually icy expression to stiffen.

He hadn’t expected her to ask such a question after hearing about his dark, bloody past.

Henrik stared at her, his eyes filled with raw emotion, his lips twitching slightly as if he wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a rough voice. “Yes, from that point, the place was just a house full of strangers, tied to me by blood. What I truly wanted was a place of my own, where I couldn’t be hurt anymore.”

As he finished, his hand slipped from Khloe’s neck and hung at his side, clenched into a fist, as if he were holding back a swirl of complicated emotions deep inside.

clenched fist, sliding her fingers into his. “What

at their joined hands, and for the first time, the cold, dark barrier around his heart

only brought you here.” Without hesitation, he pulled Khloe into his arms, a surge of

pressed his lips against her forehead, his kiss burning with intensity before capturing her

lost in the overwhelming passion. The warmth of Henrik’s lips sent a jolt through her,

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her eyes and melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around

raw intensity, as though he was desperate to fuse their souls into one. His hands stroked Khloe’s back.

of them willing to pull away

apart, Henrik rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in

You’ve made a deal with a devil like

was calm and gentle as she responded, “I’ve already been to hell. Why

the air between Henrik and Khloe changed, moving from a dreamy romance to a soothing, intimate warmth. The steam from the

city, Harold was seething with fury over Eric’s humiliating act of kneeling at the National

in the lavish living room, his steps loud and filled with suppressed fury. The servants, nervous and tense, dared not make a sound,