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 yell through the

one who

Flashing a small wave, I then raised my middle finger

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

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

me chills and excitement, knowing I could die at any

of blood made me thirst

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

wasn't a drop of blood on him-not even a

not?" I asked, firing at the enemies closing in on

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

to be a killer, and I'll die

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

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

as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their

ahead, imagining

you fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the

or Evangeline. At

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

if I hated him or was forcing myself

the person who tried to kill me would be

pissed you off this time-what the

when I suddenly aimed my gun at

gun forward. I targeted the remaining bottles

he yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles

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