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.”

at a loss for words. She wanted to refuse, but

he had indicated. Once inside, she locked the

heard the soft click of the lock. For a moment, he couldn’t decide whether to admire her caution or feel disheartened by how

under the shower,

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

the eyes of the mastermind, she realized

whoever was pulling the strings from the shadows. It was

a headache she hadn’t

sprawled on the cold concrete floor. Her hair was a mess, her face bruised and streaked with angry

and her body was restrained

like discarded threats.

uncontrollably. It was a

man stepped into view, dressed in a sharp suit, his very

him a sickly, almost