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

was walking through a jungle, being secretly watched by a ferocious beast,

reflecting off the glass made everything behind it seem invisible as if nothing

wondering why Daphne had taken such

and aloof appearance, there wasn't anything particularly special

and shooting, that was about all

was just an extremely

Rita couldn't understand it.

What do your habits matter? When you're in

man was worlds

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

man had ever had the honor of winning Daphne's

now, Robin had somehow caught

many years, countless men had dreamed of having the chance to

matter how wealthy or powerful they were, Daphne had never given them the

of qualities

her rules for the

was deep in thought, trying

tracks, causing

suddenly stop?" Rita asked, irritated as she adjusted her

from behind in a

she tried to hide the fact

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

her gaze to one of the

"Ms. Clayton, don't look at

a nuisance!" Rita snapped, glaring at the

Robin shook his head.

don't like being stared at from behind like I'm some kind

him a sideways glance

jerk, how dare he call

I get the chance, I'll definitely teach

of the way, Rita kept her face set in a haughty expression, not saying a word or

acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment

woman is all

a

with passion inside, yet

stole a quick glance

she blushed, quickly avoiding Robin's

What a jerk!

up to no good! Men are all

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

my lady lost her mind, inviting him over for

finally reached the top floor of

soon as they stepped out, they were stopped

any weapons, please hand them

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

over, and now I'm supposed to hand over my belongings before I can enter? What kind of hospitality

"This is Ms. West's protocol. Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed to bring weapons

Well, I have my own habits.