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.

I'm fine. I still have both my legs, my arms, and my head. They didn't chop 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

eyes sparkled mischievously.

had never

Neither had she.

to chop you up and feed you to the fish!" His voice was cold and sharp. "If it weren't for

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

gave him

it Pedro, let's put this behind us. My plan worked perfectly. I won't worry about them anymore. Once I've recovered, once Liberty is

exhaled slowly. "I have my own company. I want to move out of Jensburg. Aside from visiting my mother's grave during the Qingming Festival, I never want

"Pedro, where should we go? I 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

child, her adoptive mother forced her to wash the

to haul

stabbing her hands with pain every time she

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