Chapter 4

Chapter 4

One of the three people was a gorgeous guy, probably in his twentics. He couldn't hold back a cold laugh.

His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Be your bodyguard? Fine, whatever. But three million a year? Who're you trying to lowball with that?"

This pretty guy was Brynjar, one of Raven's inner circle and a member of "the Triad" from "Valhalla", a global military force. People call him Brynjar "the Blade."

Dane's eyes narrowed, a dangerous spark flickering in them. "If that's your answer, you're finished."

The words barely landed before he charged at Brynjar, moving quick.

"Ugh!" A rough sound slipped out.

But halfway through his attack, a burning pain tore through his right arm.

He looked down-his tailored suit sleeve was slashed open.

Underneath, a deep cut stretched nearly the length of his forearm.

Blood gushed out, soaking the fabric fast, the wound so severe you could glimpse bone.

Sweat dotted his forehead, the pain hitting hard.

But Dane wasn't soft.

his expression

spun a small, finger-sized knife

not enough. And with moves that weak,

me?"

forced out through clenched

word a

was young-his skills ranked

top fighter

Dane hadn't even

he'd felt death graze

short laugh. "You? You don't get to know

tightened

voice easy now. Raven, still focused on Zach's blood bag, barely

on saving his fiancée, huh?

got it, boss," Brynjar replied with

dragged

dropped her on the floor

hit the ground hard but crawled to Dane's side, brushing off the

scared!" she said, her

so shaken-eyes wide and frantic, like a deer in a trap-Dane felt his chest

to reassure her, but

he felt powerless, like a tide

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