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.

S!" I heard Kesha yell through

the only one who could

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

Don't worry. I'm just having a

ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was back-the one

excitement, knowing I could die at

blood made me

everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun

drop of blood on him-not even a

asked, firing at the enemies

but instead of fear, I felt a twisted sense of

a killer, and I'll

little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to

their

as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their boss, and they shouldn't dare cross

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

I growled, pulling the trigger

run into either Haze or Evangeline.

grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular

if I hated him

person who tried to kill me would be beyond

this time-what the

up when I suddenly aimed my gun at him.

I said before I aimed my gun forward. I targeted the

before staring at the poor bottles I was shooting at.

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