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.

he clearly felt a pair of sharp, seductive eyes

by a ferocious beast, leaving him uncomfortable.

everything behind it

beside Robin, quietly observed him, wondering why Daphne had taken

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

riding and shooting, that was

that, he was just an

Rita couldn't understand it.

your habits matter? When you're in

man was worlds apart

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

had the honor of winning Daphne's

now, Robin had somehow caught Daphne's

years, countless men had dreamed of having the

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

kind of qualities does this man

break her rules

was deep in thought, trying to figure out

his tracks, causing Rita

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

from behind in

as she tried to hide the

you? I'd rather stare

turned her gaze to one

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

nuisance!" Rita snapped,

Robin shook his head.

stared at from behind like I'm

him a sideways glance

dare

chance, I'll definitely

set in

she had acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment Center. Robin

woman is

a little more

inside,

then, Rita stole a quick glance at

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

What a jerk!

definitely up to no good! Men are all the

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

mind, inviting him

elevator finally reached the top floor of the Violeterest

were

on! If you're carrying any weapons,

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

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

protocol. Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed

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