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 from a 15-degree

a jungle, being secretly watched by a ferocious

made everything behind it seem invisible as if nothing was there at

why

and aloof appearance, there wasn't anything particularly special about

his skills in riding and shooting, that was about

he was just an

Rita couldn't understand it.

When you're in Ms. West's

worlds apart from

mortal world, they had fought their way through countless

had the honor of winning

now, Robin had somehow caught

of having the chance to sit and

or powerful they were, Daphne

qualities

Daphne break her rules for the

was deep in thought, trying to figure out why Robin

his tracks, causing Rita to bump

suddenly stop?" Rita asked, irritated as

like you were staring at me from behind in a

hide the

flatter yourself! Why would I stare at you?

quickly turned her gaze to one of the maids beside

"Ms. Clayton, don't look at me. I'm not

a nuisance!" Rita snapped,

Robin shook his head.

don't like being stared at from behind

him a sideways glance and stepped

dare he

the chance, I'll

in a haughty expression, not saying a

in the Violetcrest Riding

is all for

a little more

burning with passion inside, yet she pretends to be

a quick

met, and she blushed, quickly

What a jerk!

definitely up to no good! Men are all the

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

lady lost her mind, inviting him over

top floor of

stepped out, they were stopped by two maid

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

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

I'm supposed to hand over my belongings

protocol. Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed to bring weapons into her private meeting room! These have always

Ms. West treats her guests? Well, I have my