Kathryn looked up at Pedro. "I want to touch your face," she said.

Pedro's expression was tense, his features hardened with anger. But after a moment, he leaned down, letting her reach him easily.

She ran her fingers across his face. "Your face is as hard as marble. So handsome, yet so rigid. I don't like seeing you like this. I prefer when you're gentle, like jade."

Pedro's voice was low and firm. "Miss, I'm not gentle like jade."

Years of brutal training at the base had shaped him into a hardened soldier. Gentleness was not in his nature.

Yet, when he was in a good mood, his sharp edges softened.

To her, he was always handsome, always polite. To her, he was gentle like jade.

And as she spoke, the tension in his face eased.

me up and feed me to the fish. I knew their timing. I let them scratch my arm, nothing more. They were first-time killers, inexperienced and mentally weak. They panicked and only managed to scratch me. I screamed on purpose-scared my eldest brother so much that he dropped the kitchen knife." Pedro was speechless. With a flick of his

eyes sparkled mischievously.

had never killed

Neither had she.

you up and feed you to the fish!" His voice was cold and sharp. "If it weren't for you insisting on sparing them,

had ways—many ways to make sure those three brothers never left prison. But Kathryn didn't want them

gave him

through with it Pedro, let's put this behind us. My plan worked perfectly.

out of Jensburg. Aside from visiting my mother's grave during the Qingming Festival, I never want to

live somewhere warm. Jensburg is freezing. Last night, I thought 'd die from the cold. When I was little, no one bought me warm

her to wash the family's

when the river froze over, she had to haul

water was ice-cold, stabbing her hands with

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