Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: "Researched by who?"

Chapter One Hundred and Three

"Next time," he said, "make sure you finish the job without making a fool of yourself."

Then, just as suddenly as his fury had lashed out, he stepped back and dismissed her.

Asli turned without a word and walked out of the room with the same steady pace she had walked in with.

The moment she was alone, her hand found her temple, her fingers coming away stained with blood.

Weakness. That’s all he ever saw. Mr. Marco never cared that she took the most dangerous role in a battle or mission to prove herself to him. All he cared about was where she got shot. _{free\we\bnov(e)(l).com}

She had stopped trying and pushing herself to make him see she was the best. She swore she never cared anymore. So why did she do it this time around?

Was it only because she wanted to punish herself for what she did to Cole? Or was it because Demir was back and it was obvious her adoptive father was going to hand over to him?

She exhaled, slow and controlled, before pulling out her phone.

She had bigger things to deal with.

But before she could do anything, she felt tears flowing down her face.

Her grip on the phone tightened as the tears kept falling silently. She pressed her lips together, hating the way her chest ached, hating that his words still had the power to cut through her like a serrated blade.

She still couldn’t wrap her head around why he was furious with her.

She had fought. Hard. Had put her body between death and the people under her command. She made sure they had the safer positions while she took the worst of it. And for what? To be called incompetent? To be reminded again of where he had dragged her from as if she hadn’t spent every moment since then, proving herself?

A shaky breath escaped her as she wiped her face with the back of her hand, forcing herself to pull it together.

This wasn’t the first time he had tried to break her. It wouldn’t be the last.

But she refused to shatter. She was going to push down this feeling like she did with each one of them.

Blinking away the last of the tears, she focused on the phone screen.

She had work to do.

"Which cell number is he kept in?" She asked immediately the recipient said hello.

"Cell 7, boss."

"Strip him down. I don’t want anything softening the pain." Asli was beyond pissed. She was seething, her eyes burned dangerously, and ready to make the man wish for death.

As Asli reached the dungeon, she barely had time to step inside before Demir emerged from the shadows, wiping his hands on a rag. His face lit up with a grin, unfazed by the stench of blood lingering in the air.

"Well, look who finally decided to show up," he said, his voice filled with a tease. "What happened to your forehead?" His tone changed to that of concern immediately after he saw the cut and blood. She hadn’t bothered to clean it.

She narrowed her eyes, unimpressed and dismissing his concern. "I’ll see you after I’m done in there."

Demir tilted his head. "About that..." He tossed the rag aside. "There’s nothing left to do. I already got the truth out of him, confirmed it... and took care of the rest."

The air shifted, thickening with something dangerous.

Asli stood still. Too still. As if a predator caught in the moment before a kill. Her breath left her slowly, but inside, her fury burned white-hot, setting the dungeon’s roof ablaze in an inferno no one could see but she could feel.

Demir’s smirk faltered.

"You did what?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it cut sharper than the knives that lined the dungeon walls.

"I got the truth out of him," he repeated less excitement in his tone now. "Confirmed it. Then I killed him."

A muscle in her jaw twitched. The room darkened—not because the light had changed, but because her presence had.

"And you thought that was your decision to make?" Her fingers flexed, itching to wrap around his throat. "You thought you had the right to take my revenge from me?"

Demir took a step back. He wasn’t scared. No, he’d seen worse than this before. But he also knew this wasn’t something that would pass in a few seconds.

"That wasn’t revenge, Asli. That was business."

She moved fast. One second she was rooted in place, the next her hand was slamming into his chest, shoving him back. Hard.

"Business?" she echoed, voice shaking... not with weakness, but with the sheer force of her rage. "You think this was just business?"

Her hand flew before she could stop it. A sharp crack echoed in the dungeon as her palm almost met his face.

Demir clenched his jaw, his head snapping slightly to the side. Slowly, he turned back to look at her, lips parting like he had something to say. But he didn’t. What could he say?

The man was dead. And so was her chance to make him suffer.

She laughed. It was hollow, humorless, and filled with a rage that had nowhere to go now.

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