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

one who could

at me. Flashing a small wave, I then raised my middle finger at it with a

I'm just having a bit

grinned, picking up another gun from the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling

and excitement, knowing I

of blood made me thirst

suddenly appeared beside me, holding

on him-not even a splatter. It made me roll my eyes. How

at

felt a twisted sense of joy. More people meant more

be a killer, and I'll

enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to

of us went our separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and slapped both Luna and Finnick after the

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

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

you fucking bastard," I growled, pulling

the practice room where I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with

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

if I hated him or was forcing myself

still loving the person who tried to kill me would

this

when I suddenly aimed my gun at

my gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing there until they were all gone. That

blood pressure!" he yelled at me before

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