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    The man holding the gun had the most stunning blue eyes she’d ever seen, and they were sparkling with twisted pleasure.

    “Is this how you wee people to your office?” Christina asked, her voice steady and calm as she stared into his handsome face.

    His jet-ck hair was slicked back, his features sharp, impossibly handsome—like a prince torn from a painting.

    “Your reflexes are pretty damn impressive,” the man said, his beautiful eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. Then, without warning, he twisted his hand holding

    The instant he dodged her attack, Christina twisted out of his reach like smoke, caught his wrist, and brought her hand down in a vicious chop that made him howl.

    While he was still reeling from the blow to his wrist, Christina ripped the gun from his weakened grip and drove her foot toward his groin with enough force to end his bloodline.

    The man immediately understood what Christina was attempting, but anger never crossed his mind. Instead, he found her even more fascinating. He moved backward with swift steps, lifted both hands in mock surrender, and gave her a yful, mocking smile.

    “I’m finished with this game,” the man said, his gaze intense, amusement dancing in his brilliant blue eyes. “Let’s call it even between us.”

    His eyes zed with a dangerous, controlling desire that seemed to consume everything in its path.

    Christina aimed the silenced gun at him, her stare steady and fierce, showing she meant business. “Call it even? How amusing,” she replied, her voiceced with ice.

    The moment those words left her lips, she struck him hard across the cheek with her open palm.

    Smack! The instant the p echoed, multiple professional bodyguards burst through the door, each one aiming their silenced weapons straight at Christina. Christina stared at the multiple gun barrels pointed at her withpleteposure, showing no trace of fear or concern. She spoke with cold indifference, her tone cutting through the tension.

    “If you want your boss to stay breathing, leave now.”

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    The man’s eyes zed as he watched her every move. His entertained, intense stare contained a me that burned brighter with each passing second. She really drew him in. She had guts.

    The bodyguards remained frozen in ce, waiting for the man’s orders. Their weapons stayed trained on Christina, ready to fire at his signal.

    Christina released a chillingugh, her eyes bing thin slits of determination. “Let’s find out whose gun can fire quicker. Yours or mine.”

    The moment she finished speaking, the manmanded in a firm voice, “Everyone out.”

    The bodyguards looked at each other in surprise, put away their weapons, and hurried out of the room, making sure to shut the doorpletely behind them.

    As the man studied Christina’s face, the threatening look in his eyes melted away and transformed into a mischievous, yful smile. Death didn’t frighten him in the slightest. He simply couldn’t stand his bodyguards ruining this exciting encounter between him and Christina.

    “They’ve left us alone. Are you satisfied now?” he asked, taking a step closer, that confident smile still in ce.

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