Cold.
“I wasn’t gonna say nothing,” she admitted. “But honestly?” Her face twisted. “He deserves it. I’m not even about to tell you this because I’m scared,” she said. “I’m telling you because I’m tired of him.”
I tilted my head.
“Tired?”
“That man gave me syphilis and walks around like he doesn’t have it,” she snapped. “So yeah… I don’t mind watching everything around him burn. He put a hit out on Ares. Twenty million.”
There it was.
Everything I needed.
Seconds later, the door opened behind me.
I didn’t turn because I felt his presence.
“What are you doing?” Ares asked calmly.
I smirked. “Doing what a wife is supposed to do.”
“I watched your location. You told me you were going to the spa.”
“I lied.”
Bianca panicked. “She’s crazy—Ares, you need to?—”
He ignored her and asked me, “What did she tell you?”
“Laurent put a hit out on you,” I said. “Twenty million.”
His eyes shifted to Bianca. “You knew that?”
“I was gonna tell you?—”
He didn’t care.
He looked at me. “Do what you came here for.”
That was it.
I didn’t hesitate.
Didn’t think.
I pulled the trigger.
The sound echoed.
Bianca dropped.
Just like that.
I lowered the gun slowly, and Ares took the gun from my hand.
I looked at her.
Nothing in me moved.
