The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 22

A bright ray of sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Violetcrest Tower's sky bridge, illuminating Daphne's captivating yet coldly beautiful face.

Surrounded by a group of model-like bodyguards, she exuded an air of icy elegance, resembling a mesmerizing queen reigning supreme.

She glanced outside the window at Robin, who was walking across the Violetcrest Plaza.

A sly, seductive smile played on her lips.

She recalled her master's warning when she first entered this turbulent world.

It would be a path of no return, filled with thorns and unimaginable dangers.

To forge the path she envisioned, she had to claw her way out of a cutthroat world.

Once she stepped onto this path, there would be no turning back.

To survive in this world, she needed to be even more ruthless, more cunning, and willing to use any means necessary.

As a woman of unparalleled beauty, standing proud and independent, Daphne faced a unique challenge..

Carving out her own legacy in this world was far more demanding than it was for even the most powerful of men.

In this world, kindness, softness, and a lack of rules were just self-delusions of the weak.

Only by standing on the highest peak, where the world looked up to you with awe, could she control the forces of her world.

With these beliefs driving her, Daphne had fought her way to where she was today, ruthless and unyielding.

The more difficult the conquest, the more dangerous it was, the more she was filled with excitement and desire.

Just like this handsome Robin who had come from the ends of the earth, he was the first to truly catch her eye.

Because of his strength, she knew that he was different!

He was proud and solitary, indifferent to the world.

Even if he were to defy the entire world, he would do so without hesitation.

Thus, Robin's appearance had quickly caught the attention of her sharp, discerning eyes.

As she gazed at his resolute, chiseled face in the sunlight and those deep, rebellious eyes that feared nothing, Daphne felt as if she were inhaling the most intoxicatingly fragrant wine. This was a very interesting man.

There must be many fascinating stories behind him.

She wanted to step into his world.

She wanted to see what kind of foundation made him so domineering,

Domineering enough to stir her heart!

Robin followed Rita to the entrance of the Violetcrest Hotel's reception hall

Suddenly, he sneezed.

instant, he clearly felt a pair of sharp, seductive eyes observing him

though he was walking through a jungle, being secretly watched by a ferocious beast, leaving him uncomfortable. He glanced in the direction

intense sunlight reflecting off the glass made everything behind

him, wondering why Daphne

from his handsome and aloof appearance, there wasn't anything particularly special

she considered his skills in riding and shooting, that was about all

he was just

Rita couldn't understand it.

your habits matter? When you're in

was worlds apart

into the mortal world, they had fought their way through countless powerful opponents to achieve their current

ever had the honor of winning Daphne's

now, Robin had

dreamed of having the chance to sit and

they were, Daphne had

kind of qualities does this man

her

deep in thought, trying to figure out why

Robin stopped in his tracks, causing Rita to bump into

did you suddenly stop?" Rita asked,

from behind in

she tried to hide the fact that she had been sneaking

Why would I stare at you? I'd rather stare at a dog

her gaze to one

don't look at me. I'm not a

being such a nuisance!" Rita

Robin shook his head.

stared at from behind like I'm some kind

shot him a sideways glance

jerk, how dare he call

I get the chance, I'll definitely teach

face set in a

acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment Center. Robin

is all

be a

inside, yet she

a quick glance at

eyes met, and she blushed, quickly avoiding Robin's

What a jerk!

definitely up to no good! Men are

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

her mind, inviting him over

the top floor of

out, they were stopped by two

on! If you're carrying any weapons, please hand

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

to hand over my

replied coldly, "This is Ms. West's protocol. Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed to bring weapons into her private meeting room! These

"So this is how Ms. West treats her guests? Well, I have my own habits. Any rules of euquette don't apply to