Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Raised To Be A K*ller

"I'm sorry," I apologized to Finnick for my state.

It's all because of Ash. I wasn't even sure if it was really him.

If Finnick hadn't shown up earlier, I probably wouldn't have survived. I was lucky to have him on my team. Even Simon, who questions almost everything, couldn't deny Finnick's skills. Finnick is quick, efficient, and highly capable. Simon had tried recruiting him in the past, but Finnick refused and chose to work under me instead.

And now, here he was, scolding me-even though I was his leader.

"Are you good now?" he asked when I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, centering myself.

"Yeah." I nodded, ignoring all the distractions in my mind.

I swiftly spun the gun in my right hand and reached for my ammo clip with my left. I hadn't even realized I had emptied it earlier.

Moving quickly, I reloaded the gun.

"I'm fine," I said, my expression shifting from lost to focused. I spun the gun in my right hand again-a habit of mine. "Thanks for the concern, but I don't need it."

Finnick smirked, expecting my harsh words. I stepped out of hiding and began shooting at anyone who dared come after me.

Every shot was aimed at the head. I never missed. I didn't kill innocent people-but how could I calm myself when I kept seeing Ash in every one of them?

Besides, I couldn't assume they were innocent. Everyone has sins they regret, and so do I.

This was my plan C: Kill everyone who gets in my way.

reckless, S!" I heard Kesha yell through

was the only one who

CCTV camera pointed at me. Flashing a small wave, I then raised

not. Don't worry. I'm just having a

the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was

chills and excitement, knowing I could die at

of blood made me thirst for

suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun in his

blood on him-not even a splatter. It made me roll

at

but instead of fear, I felt a twisted

a killer,

had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to clear our exit, and

went our separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and slapped both

strict during missions because I didn't want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their

at bottles lined up far ahead, imagining each one as Ash.

fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the

Haze or Evangeline.

had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet oddly gentle feel-just like Ash's. The

sure if I hated him or was

person who tried to kill me would be beyond

this time-what

my gun at him. I almost

aimed my gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing

before

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