Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 251

If Giselle hadn't ambushed the man earlier, Orin might have been the one lying dead on the floor. Hence, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes when he looked at her. In broken Valanthean, he said, "Thanks… for that."

"You don't need to thank me. You saved me the other day too." The fear she once had around him was gone. Even after witnessing him shoot another man dead right in front of her, she remained unshaken.

Giselle plastered a smile on her face and, almost like a pledge of loyalty, said, "You're the boss here. This is your territory, and I belong to you. If I see you in danger, of course, I'll do whatever I can to save you."

Orin couldn't understand complex Valanthean, so she kept her words as simple as possible.

For once, the man who was usually cold and ruthless let the faintest smile slip. In his eyes, she was just a defenseless woman; she posed no threat at all. Yet, she had just risked her life to save him.

That made him see her in a new light. He lowered his guard as it stirred an unfamiliar trace of sympathy in him. For a man who had spent his entire life surrounded by blood and steel, no woman had ever managed to elicit any feelings in him.

To him, women had always been nothing more than playthings to satisfy his physical needs or tools to make money. However, this foreign woman had awakened something inside him that he had never felt before.

He realized it wasn't just her striking beauty; it was the calm, steady fire in her eyes and the quick wit that other women didn't possess.

Orin couldn't help but lean in close to her, his rough hand lifting her chin. "From now on, do as I say, and I'll make life easier for you." His thumb brushed against her lips, lingering there in a slow, suggestive caress.

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