Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 689

Chapter 689

In the brief moment his accomplice was stunned, he seized the opportunity-landing a solid punch and knocking the man down.

Khloe, however, seemed to notice something. She suddenly acted, clapping her hands abruptly and unexpectedly.

“Young lady, you’re… quite something,” the man muttered, staring at her.

A dark, twisted amusement crept into his eyes. Because Khloe was beautiful, his sadistic impulses flared. He wanted to see her panic, beg, even weep with those delicate, tear-streaked expressions. One impulsive thrill had already made him overstep. Who could have imagined that she-sitting atop a bomb-would behave in such a reckless, defiant manner?

He leaned closer, forgetting caution, and cupped her face. His grip tightened suddenly.

“You’re not afraid of dying?”

“Afraid…” Khloe’s voice trembled, “…but didn’t you just say it doesn’t matter whether one dies sooner or later? And if I leave this seat, everyone here dies. In other words… your life is in my hands now.”

The man chuckled, not expecting such audacity from someone so delicate. Beneath her fragile exterior, there was madness lurking.

But before he could react further, his gun was pressed once more against her forehead.

“Is that so? Then maybe I should just kill you…”

His low, menacing words were cut off as Khloe suddenly lunged forward, clutching both of his hands!

Startled, the man barely had time to react before another figure came crashing from the side, twisting his arms and sending him sprawling to the floor.

It was the tall man in the oversized jacket and cap

Strong and precise, he wrenched the gun from the attacker’s hand and threw it aside. The move was sudden, and the man’s accomplice scrambled to raise his weapon in response.

But at that moment, a sharp brake slammed the bus to a halt. Without aiming, the man fired, shattering one side of the glass. Simultaneously, cold gun barrel pressed against the back of his head.

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