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

the only one who

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

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

wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was

and excitement, knowing

made me thirst for

Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun in his

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

firing at the

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

a killer, and I'll

of chaos, we finally escaped the hotel. I was a little disappointed-I had been enjoying the shooting. But Kesha found a way to clear

separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and

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

to the garden, shooting at bottles lined up far ahead, imagining each one as Ash. Every shot was precise,

bastard," I

Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with

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

sure if I hated him or was forcing myself

who tried to

pissed you off this time-what

his hands up when I suddenly aimed my gun at him. I almost pulled

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

yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles I was shooting at. "Who's your

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