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.

heard Kesha yell through the

only one who could see me through

at me. Flashing a small wave, I then

just

the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was back-the one where I craved

chills and excitement, knowing I could die at

of blood made me

kill everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun in his

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

I asked, firing at the enemies closing in

were increasing, but instead of fear, I felt a twisted sense

was raised to be a killer, and I'll die as

we finally escaped the hotel. I was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha

transferred their payments digitally

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

to the garden, shooting at bottles lined up far ahead, imagining

bastard," I growled, pulling the trigger

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

about the hands that had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet

years, I wasn't sure if I hated him or

loving the person who tried to kill me would be beyond

off this time-what

throwing his hands up when I suddenly aimed my gun at him. I almost pulled the trigger but managed to stop

forward. I targeted the

pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at

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