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

one who

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

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

the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My

and excitement, knowing I could die at any

blood made me thirst for

Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun in his

a drop of blood on him-not even a splatter. It

at the enemies closing

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

be a

had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to

our separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and

I didn't want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check:

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

fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the

avoided the practice room where I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At

in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet oddly gentle feel-just like

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

person who tried to kill me would be

you off this time-what the hell?!

gun at him. I almost

out of nowhere when I'm shooting," I said before I aimed my gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles that were standing there until they were all gone. That was

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

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