Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"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.novelbin

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.

"That's reckless, S!" I heard Kesha yell through the line.

She was the only one who could see me through the cameras.

I glanced around and spotted a CCTV camera pointed at me. Flashing a small wave, I then raised my middle finger at it with a smirk.

"It's not. Don't worry. I'm just having a bit of fun."

I grinned, picking up another gun from the ground before ducking behind a wall again. My heart was pounding. That familiar feeling was back-the one where I craved bloodshed.

It gave me chills and excitement, knowing I could die at any moment.

The sight of blood made me thirst for more.

"Don't kill everyone," Finnick suddenly appeared beside me, holding a gun in his hand.

Unlike me, there wasn't a drop of blood on him-not even a splatter. It made me roll my eyes. How boring.

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

Their numbers were increasing, but instead of fear, I felt a twisted sense of joy. More people meant more blood.

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

AFTER HOURS 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 our exit, and we boarded a helicopter Rain had flown in during the operation.

The five of us went our separate ways. I transferred their payments digitally and slapped both Luna and Finnick after the mission.

I wasn't usually strict during missions because I didn't want anyone tracing me as the leader, but I wouldn't tolerate insubordination. They needed a reality check: I'm their boss, and they shouldn't dare cross me.

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

"Die, you fucking bastard," I growled, pulling the trigger repeatedly.

I avoided the practice room where I'd likely run into either Haze or Evangeline. At least Mason was too busy with the company to text me back.

As I thought about the hands that had grabbed me in the hotel, I remembered their muscular yet oddly gentle feel-just like Ash's. The thought unsettled me.

Even after five years, I wasn't sure if I hated him or was forcing myself to.

Because still loving the person who tried to kill me would be beyond stupid.

"Who pissed you off this time-what the hell?! Chill!"

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

"Don't just pop up 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 easy.

"How should I know you have high blood pressure!" he yelled at me before staring at the poor bottles I was shooting at. "Who's your enemy now?"

He knew something was off. After being together for so long, we all knew each other well. And since I ran out of things to shoot, I considered messing with Haze, but quickly changed my mind. "Why are you here again?" I loaded another batch of bullets into my gun. "Did Hariette turn you down again?"

Hariette's his new love interest. After he and Evangeline broke up, he shifted his attention to Hariette. I honestly thought he wouldn't last long with her because that's how Haze is.

But right now, I think he's really into her. It's been months since he started stalking her.

"No one dared to treat me like this," he replied, completely out of context.

He even grabbed his hair, probably planning to punch me because I reminded him of one of the women he couldn't charm, but of course, he couldn't do that. If he did, I might just itch to pull the trigger. "You know, there's one thing I'll say to you, and this is what Evangeline always said to you," I walked closer to him and whispered in his ear. "You deserve it."

"You're really a useless friend," he couldn't believe what I said. I smirked.

"Who told you we're friends?" I started shooting the bottles on the floor. I didn't stop until one specific bottle shattered into pieces. "I even dislocated your shoulder-Crap, you aren't listening." "What the hell, why is he here again?" Haze grabbed his temple and lightly massaged it.

It's about Hariette again. She's a nurse at a general hospital. I saw her once when Haze showed me her picture, and she looks good. She's also nice... so different from Haze.

"Acting like her boyfriend, huh." I laughed, which made him give me a dirty look.

"I need to go somewhere." He put his phone in his pocket and adjusted his hair a little. This is why Evangeline calls him vain. "When you're bored with the bottles, start shooting the trees instead." "Idiot, what if I shoot you instead?" It was so annoying. He's about to leave and still has so much to say. "Get lost."

Instead of waving goodbye, he raised his middle finger at me. Asshole.

I sighed and went inside the hideout. But just as I was about to enter, someone blocked my path.