Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 107: People I Want To Protect

"My hunch was right," Finnick smirked. "The moment I saw how he saved you during our first mission, I knew something was up."

He casually drummed his fingers on the wheel, amused as he tried to get under my skin.

"I know you've got a dark history with him. The chemistry between you two is undeniable, even now. He'd have already punched me out of jealousy-"

I leaned over and pinned Finnick against the car window. In doing so, I accidentally hit the tint button again, making the windows clear, but I didn't care.

"Let me make one thing clear, Finnick," I said, leaning closer to his ear. "As long as you all cooperate with me, I'll give you generous salaries and benefits. So stop meddling in my business and just drive." Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Ash glaring at me with a dark expression. I ignored him and leaned back in my seat.

"I surrender, ma'am," Finnick jokes, raising his hands in mock defeat. "Let's go so you can get some rest." He started the car.

As he drove, I sighed and leaned back against the headrest, closing my eyes. But even with my eyes shut, I couldn't relax. My head throbbed, and thinking about Ash only made it worse.

What's wrong with him?

More importantly, what's wrong with me?

"Your building looks nice," Finnick remarked as we arrived at my condo.

"You've said that too many times already," I replied as I unbuckled my seatbelt. "No matter how many hints you drop, I'm not letting you get a unit here. As long as you work for me, you'll stay in the hideout."

I was the sole owner of this building, which provided me with passive income. But it wasn't my only source of earnings. I had investments in several companies and received dividends. Simon also funded me through his control of the mafia. Lastly, I was a Certified Public Accountant. I work as a consultant, but only when I feel like it. The mafia's missions were my main priority.

"Got it," he said with a grin.

back before stepping out of the car.

nodded and

like I didn't need to be strong or brave. I could let my guard down because I knew I was

greeted me with a

chosen-from the golden tiles to the chandeliers. Back when I was constructing this building, no one wanted to invest in

failed. We had an agreement: if I could build my own company, he would let me

father would easily detect it, but they used their skills to make this building

I personally managed the financial aspects. I only hired a financial

refined this building. I poured all my effort

still here, I know she'd be happy. This was

asked Rita, my secretary, as she followed me toward the elevator.

I replied, yawning. I was finally feeling the fatigue as

"Yes, ma'am," she affirmed..

she'd be readily available whenever I needed her. It also helps her manage

director. On paper, she looks like a dummy director, but in reality, I've given her more authority than the others. She knows this, which is

I stepped out. I didn't plan to stay here today, but since Finnick dropped me off, I figured I could

also be the effect of the poison

even changing clothes. I was too tired to move... but, as always,

be bothered. Why is this old man calling

me at the

want to," I replied bluntly, sighing as I propped my feet up on the

orders, but neither did it state that he

die of exhaustion before I even get

to ask you something." He cleared his throat. "Did anything unusual happen on