Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: “Are you two out of your minds?”

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Five

The door burst open.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Cole’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade.

He was already moving before the echo died, crossing the room in long strides. Markus barely registered him until Cole slammed into them, wedging himself between their bodies with brutal efficiency. One hand shot down, fingers finding the release by muscle memory, yanking the magazine clean out of the gun.

Metal clattered against the floor.

In the same motion, Cole wrenched the weapon free and racked the slide hard. A single round spat out, skidding across the tiles and disappearing under the table.

Silence crashed down, sharp and sudden.

Cole held the gun now, breathing hard, eyes flicking between them with something dangerously close to fury.

"Are you both insane? I don’t care about what is going on here but Asli your father would not take this likely when he finds out about you two fighting." he snapped.

Markus didn’t answer. His chest heaved, vision tunneling, every part of him still locked on Asli. Even unarmed, she stood there like a coiled blade, eyes burning, ready to finish what she’d started with her bare hands if she had to.

This wasn’t over.

Not even close.

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Cole

Asli straightened slowly, rolling her shoulders as if shaking off nothing more than dust. When she looked at Markus again, it was with that same cruel composure, her balance reclaimed, and her breathing steady.

"Don’t be in such a hurry," she said, her voice slicing clean through the room. "I have plans for you too."

She turned away, already walking, already done with him.

"You’ll be as good as dead," she added over her shoulder. "Just like Ahmet is."

Something feral tore loose in Markus.

He surged forward again, rage blotting out reason, but Cole was faster this time. He caught Markus around the chest and hauled him back, boots skidding against the floor as Markus fought him.

"Enough," Cole snapped. "You are lucky you are still alive."

Asli didn’t look back. The door swallowed her, the echo of her exit ringing louder than any gunshot.

For a moment, Markus stood there, chest heaving, fists clenched so tight his hands shook. The room still smelled like liquor and violence.

Cole exhaled slowly, then turned to him. "Calm down."

Markus let out a bitter laugh. "You think..."

"He’s alive," Cole cut in, almost bored. "Ahmet. I got him out. He’s stable and resting."

The words hit Markus like a physical blow.

His shoulders sagged, the fight draining out of him all at once. He dragged a hand down his face and let out a long breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. "You..." His voice cracked despite himself. "You saved him."

"For now," Cole said.

"Thank you," Markus said quietly. "I owe you."

Cole scoffed. "Don’t get sentimental. I didn’t do it for you."

Markus looked up.

"I did it for her," Cole went on, eyes hard. "You and I both know she cares for him more than she’ll ever admit. You would’ve done the same if someone tried to take something you’d die protecting."

Markus’s jaw tightened. "Like hell I would. She tried to kill him. You saw her. She feels no remorse. She doesn’t care."

"I don’t care what you think," Cole replied flatly. "Just don’t tell Ahmet I was involved. And definitely not her." He waved a hand as if brushing the whole night aside. "I’ll send you the address."

Markus straightened. "You do realize your rank is beneath mine to dismiss me like that?"

Cole paused, then slowly turned to look at him, one brow lifting in genuine disbelief.

"Are you kidding me?"

Markus huffed. "Whatever." He hesitated, then added, "Have you at least considered what we told you?"

Cole didn’t hesitate. "I’m for Asli. Always. Only death would tear me away from her."

Markus’s mouth twisted. "Go to hell."

Cole’s lips curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile.

Cole returned to the Villa, every step measured, eyes scanning, mind alert. He just wanted to check on her and make sure she hadn’t done something reckless. After what had happened... after she thought she’d killed him... he needed to know she was still herself, still in control. Not that he’d say it out loud. Not that anyone could ever know he’d saved Ahmet.

The hall greeted him with an unnatural silence. Almost too empty. His steps slowed as his eyes swept the space, his instinct sharpening.

There were no voices.

Then, he heard a noise.

It carried faintly from upstairs. More like a thud or a sharp intake of breath.

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