Chapter 80: Guns and Goons - 3

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The pounding shook through the apartment with such force that even the broken furniture seemed to shudder beneath it.

Cixi took her chance. And before the man could fully turn his attention back to her, she hurled herself at him, ignoring the sharp agony that ripped through her right shoulder the moment she moved too fast. Her hand flew straight for the gun. Her fingers locked around his wrist with desperate force, and she threw all her weight into him.

Another shot rang out.

Cixi flinched hard, yet she did not let go of his wrist.

He was stronger than she was. Far stronger. Yet to take this man down had turned her grip wild and stubborn.

The man fell backward with the chair collapsing beneath him with a splintering crack.

The man drove his elbow brutally into her ribs.

Another fierce knock shook the front door.

The man snarled through his teeth, twisting underneath her, trying to free the weapon.

Then the knocking stopped. The silence might have lasted less than a breath before an explosion came next.

The entire apartment shook from the force of it.

They came in like a wave of darkness. Their footsteps thundered over the broken floor, and the sight of them made the air inside the apartment feel even tighter, even deadlier.

And then, with shocking speed, he turned on Cixi instead, turning her onto her back and with his free hand, he squeezed her throat almost with the intention of breaking her neck.

Her grip nearly slipped from his wrist, yet she still held on, refusing to let him fully aim the gun even as her lungs began to burn.

In that instant, he was yanked away from her, as if he were weightless, and hurled into the side wall with an overwhelming force that left an audible thud. His face met the surface with a painful impact, sending shockwaves and shifting the atmosphere to stunned disbelief.

Cixi folded in on herself, coughing hard.

When her vision cleared, it stopped on him.

He stood there with a grim look on his face, staring right at her.

Oddly, it did not. Because Cassian’s handsome face looked darker than she had ever seen it. There was something in him now that made him seem like a true devil, with a missing horn.

As the seconds passed, she realised he was not looking into her eyes.

Around them, Cassian’s men moved swiftly and quietly. Two of them hauled the unconscious man upright, who looked no more than dead weight.

Even then, even so close, he did not reach out to her for support.

And after a few seconds, he slowly shook his head.

"Taking advantage of my protection. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk."