CH.185

Kylie felt as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water down her spine the moment Knox's penetrating gaze landed on her.

There was something deeply, profoundly unsettling about this man with an aura of quiet menace that sent her instincts into full-blown panic mode.

She didn't know the first thing about who he was, but every fiber of her being was screaming that he was dangerous. The kind that could end your whole existence without breaking a sweat.

The overwhelming sense of dread she'd experienced earlier when she saw her dead father alive and well was amplified tenfold.

It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing you were about to fall but unable to step back.

Kylie's fight-or-flight reflexes kicked into overdrive, and she quickly decided her best play was the damsel-in-distress card.

She may be an actress with a shelf full of awards, but these crocodile tears were going to need every ounce of her considerable talent.

"Oh no, please!" she cried out, bringing a trembl