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    And then she leaned in even more, her gaze never wavering, still fastened to his. Her scent drifted to him—delicate, intoxicating—and hisst thread of restraint snapped.


    His gaze dipped, and slowly, he bowed his head. A surge of desire rushed through him, pulling him closer to her lips.


    Just as he was about to close the distance and press his mouth to hers, Christina let out a faint sigh and slumped into his arms, her eyes fluttering shut. Dn’s hands moved instinctively to check her breath, his voice quiet, almost panicked. “Christina?”<fnceea> Th?s chapter is updated by </fnceea>


    “What?” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep, nuzzling deeper into his chest.


    Dn exhaled, relieved. For a moment, he’d feared something was wrong. But she’d only fallen asleep.


    A strange blend of resignation and relief washed over him. The tension that had gripped him began to fade.


    But his body hadn’t caught up yet. He focused on steadying his breath, forcing his heartbeat to calm.


    Eventually, his nerves settled. Gently, he adjusted her,ying her across hisp so she could rest morefortably.


    His arms curled protectively around her, ensuring she was safe and secure. He looked down at her sleeping face, his usual cold gaze now softened with something warmer, quieter.


    His fingers brushed lightly over her warm cheek. After a long pause, he smiled. A soft, lopsided, almost foolish smile. It was the kind of smile that held a tenderness words couldn’t touch—like he could pour all the love in the world into her and still fall short.


    As soon as the car where Christina and Dn were seated came to a halt, Robin rushed forward to open the door in a sh.


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    He stopped short at the sight greeting him. Christina had fallen asleep on Dn’sp, his hand resting on her waist.


    Robin shot Dn a scathing look, his voice sharp with usation. “What did you do to her?”


    Dn shot Robin a nce but didn’t bother replying.


    “I’m warning you! If you so much as think about taking advantage of Christina, I swear I won’t let you off easy!” Robin snapped, shooting Dn a vicious re.


    Dn didn’t acknowledge Robin. Without a word, he carefully lifted Christina out of the car.


    The moment Christina was carried out, Robin rushed forward and reached out to take her from Dn’s arms.


    But Dn had anticipated that. The second Robin moved, he subtly shifted away, dodging Robin with ease. Robin couldn’t even brush the edge of Christina’s clothes.


    “You—” Robin began to protest, but the words dried up under Dn’s icy, prating stare.


    An intimidating presence suddenly emanated from Dn, creating a powerful sense of oppression that left Robin momentarily stunned.


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