She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 369:

“First, figure out who was behind those incidents,” Freya began, ticking off the challenges one by one. “Second, beat me in marksmanship.” Kristian didn’t find either of those demands particularly daunting. “And the third?”

“I haven’t decided on that yet,” Freya replied, her eyes settling on him with quiet calculation. “Once you’ve handled the first two, I’ll let you know. But let me make one thing perfectly clear—if you don’t outdo me in both of them, don’t ever bother me again.”

“Deal,” Kristian said without missing a beat.

Freya felt a quiet wave of relief wash over her. For the first time in days, she could finally enjoy a moment of peace.

She glanced at her watch. It was already past ten. “Can you open the door now so I can go home?” she asked, carefully enunciating each word.

“You’re staying here tonight,” Kristian replied, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You’ll handle the second task first thing tomorrow morning.”

He turned, grabbed a bag, and handed it to her. “Here’s something to change into.”

words. She wanted to refuse, but after a moment’s hesitation, she

the room he had indicated. Once inside, she locked the door, shrugged off her coat onto

lock. For a moment, he couldn’t decide whether to admire her caution

shower, letting the water run

to the conversation with Kristian earlier. Thoughts began to coalesce. She hadn’t originally planned

the eyes of the mastermind, she realized

attract the attention of whoever was pulling the strings from the shadows. It was

was a headache she hadn’t

dimly lit basement across the sea, a woman lay sprawled on the cold concrete floor. Her hair was a mess, her face bruised and streaked with

was restrained by iron

scattered like discarded threats.

sound made the woman in white flinch uncontrollably. It was a reflex born from relentless torment—a deep, primal fear triggered by

dressed in a sharp suit, his very presence

skin gave him a