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.

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

by

off the glass made everything behind it seem

him, wondering why Daphne had taken

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

his skills in riding and shooting, that was about all he had to

was just an extremely arrogant

Rita couldn't understand it.

matter? When you're in Ms. West's domain, you follow

arrogant man was worlds

when Rita first followed her body into the mortal world, they had fought their way

ever had the honor of

had

so many years, countless men had dreamed of

powerful they were, Daphne

of qualities does

Daphne break her rules for

thought, trying to figure out why Robin

stopped in his tracks, causing Rita to bump

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

like you were staring at me from behind in

she tried to hide the fact that she had been sneaking

I stare at you?

her gaze to one of the maids beside

look at

Rita snapped, glaring

Robin shook his head.

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

sideways glance and stepped

how dare he call her

when I get the chance, I'll

set in a haughty expression, not saying a

was completely different from how she had acted in the Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment

woman is

she be a

with passion inside, yet she pretends to

a quick glance

she blushed, quickly

What a jerk!

up to no good!

Such shallow, lecherous creatures!

her mind, inviting

the top

they were

you're carrying any weapons, please hand

Robin paused, clearly displeased.

me over, and now I'm supposed to hand over my belongings before

is Ms. West's protocol. Even the most distinguished guests are not allowed to bring weapons into her private meeting

West treats her guests? Well,