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.

I heard Kesha

who

around and spotted a CCTV camera pointed at me. Flashing a small wave, I then

Don't worry. I'm just having a bit of

a wall again.

chills and excitement, knowing I

sight of blood made me thirst

everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside me,

wasn't a drop of blood on him-not even a splatter. It made me roll my eyes.

asked, firing at the enemies

instead of fear, I felt a twisted sense of joy. More people

a killer, and I'll die as

hotel. I was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to clear our exit, and we

separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and slapped both

during missions because I didn't want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed

shooting at bottles lined up far ahead, imagining each one as Ash. Every shot was precise, hitting

bastard," I growled, pulling the

I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with the company to text me

the hands that had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered

I wasn't sure if I hated him or was

tried to kill me would be

you off this time-what

my gun at him.

forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing there until

blood pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles I was shooting at. "Who's your enemy

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