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.

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

being secretly watched by a ferocious beast, leaving

behind it seem invisible as if nothing was

walking beside Robin, quietly observed him, wondering why Daphne

her eyes, aside from his handsome and aloof appearance, there wasn't anything particularly special about

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

just an

Rita couldn't understand it.

habits? What do your habits matter? When you're in Ms. West's domain, you follow her

worlds

had fought their way

man had ever had the honor of winning Daphne's

Robin had somehow caught

many years, countless men had dreamed of having

or powerful they were, Daphne had never given them

of qualities

Daphne break her rules

was deep in thought, trying

his tracks, causing Rita

Rita asked, irritated as she adjusted her

from behind in

tried to hide the fact that

at you? I'd rather stare at a

her gaze to one of

don't look at

a nuisance!" Rita snapped,

Robin shook his head.

don't like being stared at from behind like

sideways glance and

dare

I get the chance, I'll definitely

in a

completely different from how she had acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment Center. Robin shook his

is all for

she be a

clearly burning with passion inside, yet she pretends

stole a

she blushed, quickly avoiding Robin's intense

What a jerk!

no good! Men are all

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

her mind,

finally reached the top floor of

out, they were stopped by two maid bodyguards

you're carrying any weapons,

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

over my belongings before I can enter? What kind of hospitality is

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

"So this is how Ms. West treats her guests? Well, I have my