Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 95: Spiraled Mess

"ALL CLEAR."

Hearing Kesha's signal, I entered the hotel-not through the front door but scaling the building with a rope harnessed to my waist.

It wasn't just Kesha helping out. Rain, Luna, and Finnick were part of this operation, too. Rain, with his bulky build, and Luna, with her quick reflexes, were stationed in the function hall, blending in with the crowd to monitor the target's bodyguards.

Finnick acted as our lookout-a crucial role combining the skills of a hacker and a fighter. He provided real-time updates on the situation, helping me decide the next moves.

As for me, I'm the leader-the one who takes the greatest risks. I serve my purpose.

We're a team of five. I handpicked each member for high-stakes missions like this. Five isn't too many or too few; too large a group increases the chances of getting caught.

My one rule for every mission: Do the job without harming innocent people.

Honestly, I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I thought this was a mafia organization, but I'm starting to feel more like a secret agent.

My father wasn't thrilled with my choices. He criticized my team, calling them rookies compared to his older, seasoned men. But my team has proven themselves. They're young, talented, and trained by me. "I'm here," I said, glancing at the window.

Our client today is Mr. Barlowe-or more accurately, the files inside his suitcase. I discovered that he used to work for my father.

He didn't know much about the mafia, but he held evidence exposing anomalies within the company Mason currently manages.

Of course, as a loving father who would do anything for his favored firstborn son, my dad is willing to eliminate any obstacles to Mason's success... using his illegitimate child.

I'm not exactly bitter, but it's hard not to think it's unfair. Still, Mason isn't to blame for how our deranged father thinks.

"I've opened it, S," Kesha said over the comms.

We use the first letter of our names as callsigns. I needed her help opening the window because this hotel's owner apparently has peculiar tastes-every window is secured with a passcode.

This is the first time I've ever seen something like this.

I replied, smirking as I slid the window

so quickly that I nearly tumbled to the floor, barely keeping my

muttered, freezing when my eyes fell on

himself. His hands gripped tightly around his manhood, legs slightly raised. He

eyes. I swear I must attract these kinds of ridiculous situations. But this time,

he was in his fifties. Of course, anyone would be horrified to see someone break into their room at

it before he could press

held two guns-one in each hand. My right hand gripped the silencer-equipped pistol; my left,

mister," I said, shooting him

than a second later,

you do?!" Luna shouted

leader and

up! There are

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for the files my dad demanded. They should be in his

said urgently. "I can't hack the

get up there and assist Ma'am S," she

"Copy that," Finnick replied.

sweat dripping down my

through the documents, I grimaced. If these ever reached the press, the company's reputation would be irreparably damaged. Even the Colemans were implicated-it was an illegal property possession case. Quickly, I moved toward

the hell did I shoot the button? I could've

didn't seem to be anyone on this floor-it

But I was wrong.

though now, they were sprawled

earpiece as I cautiously walked toward the other side

"I didn't anticipate this. If

B was for Finnick to escort me out through the hotel,

cutting off my comms. "I'll escape through the

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