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.

clearly felt a pair of sharp, seductive eyes observing him from a

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

made everything behind it seem invisible

Robin, quietly observed him, wondering why Daphne had

his handsome and aloof appearance, there wasn't

and shooting,

he was just an extremely

Rita couldn't understand it.

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

was worlds apart from

body into the mortal world, they had fought

had the

Robin had somehow

men had dreamed of having the chance to sit

or powerful they were,

qualities

her

deep in thought, trying to figure out why Robin was

tracks, causing Rita to bump into

asked, irritated as she adjusted her

at me from behind in

hide the fact that

stare at you? I'd rather stare at

to one of

don't look

such a nuisance!" Rita snapped, glaring

Robin shook his head.

you lead the way. I don't like being stared at from behind

shot him a sideways glance

how dare he

when I get the chance, I'll definitely teach

in a haughty expression, not saying a word or looking

how she had acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting

is

a little more

clearly burning with passion inside,

a quick glance

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

What a jerk!

definitely up to no good! Men are all the

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

mind, inviting

reached the top floor of

they were stopped by two maid bodyguards in the

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

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

I'm supposed to hand over my belongings before I

Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed to bring

treats her guests? Well, I have my own habits. Any rules of