Billionaire's Match

Chapter 815

The blade inched forward half an inch, the sharp tip nearly piercing his skin. Pain spread faintly along his neck. Yet Nick didn't flinch. His brow remained calm and unshaken.

"As long as it's what she wants to see... I'll do it," he said.

The words left the men behind momentarily stunned. But before they could fully process his meaning, a violent shoulder strike slammed into one of them, sending a shock up his arm. His grip loosened, and in a flash, Nick pivoted. The dagger spun through the air, landing squarely in the hands of the man whose arms. were bound behind him.

The ropes around Nick's wrists had loosened without him noticing. Swiftly, he seized the dagger and lifted it, forcing the men behind him to stagger back, raising their hands to block.

They expected him to attack. But before anything could happen, a sharp, piercing female voice cut through the air, "Nick!"

Everyone froze at the sight. The dagger's tip still pressed against Nick's neck, a winding line of blood snaking down his pale skin.

Moonlight streamed through a narrow window, casting his broad, upright silhouette across the dark room, stretching all the way to

stopping just in front of him. Their eyes met, and in

faintly, eyes dark and stormy, lingering in shock for a moment before his body finally moved toward her-the person he had longed for day and night. But before he could reach her,

The force almost

hand hovered mid-air, trembling slightly. Her chest heaved violently. Her

passed. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let

it in front of

the person she had been desperate to see stood alive, unharmed,

moment, the days of worry, fear, and anger boiled over. She finally confronted the truth she had suspected all