The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Any Last Words?

"Would you mind turning around for me?"

With my heart in my throat, I did as he said.

"There... I must make a perfect headshot."

My chest rose and fell heavily until it felt like I was gonna have a panic attack.

"I always give my target a chance for their last words. I hold onto it as my own reward." He raised a little note as if to show he records them before shoving it back in his coat. "It’s kinda like my memento. Any last words?"

"W-Who sent y-you...?"

He laughed. "They usually start begging for their life right about now."

"M-Maybe I wanna drag the person to hell with me..."

"Just know, gorgeous... There’s someone out there who really, really wants you dead."

The door suddenly opened, and we turned. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Am I interrupting something?" Athena asked.

The man pointed his gun at her. "Close the door, nice and slow."

Athena did as he said before he moved the gun back to me.

"After I kill her, you’re next."

Klick!

Athena had locked the door, and the sharp sound filled the air. The man glanced her way with a confused expression.

"A-Athena, what are you doing?" I asked in a whisper, as my entire nerves felt like it was gonna collapse.

Why the heck would she lock the door?

Athena tossed her million-dollar bag on the floor, eyeing the hitman with a dark glare, a smirk on her lips, and she looked scarier than the person with an actual gun.

Athena took a step forward, fearlessly, her hands flexing at her sides, and I panicked when the man redirected his gun, finger pulling on the trigger.

Oh shit!!!

I reacted quickly, using the chain of my bag to whip his hand, and the gun fell out of his grip, sliding to a corner.

Athena came at him, heels brisk as she rotated a high kick right on his face, the tip of her heel resulting in a small spill of my blood, and he stumbled.

I stuck my leg behind, and he collapsed to the floor. Just when I thought he was out cold, his eyes opened, and he snatched my leg.

The air was knocked out of my lungs as my back made an impact with the floor, my glasses coming off. When I opened my eyes, a blade descended for my head at speed, but midway, Athena grabbed his hand in a tight hold.

The man punched her in the abdomen, and she swallowed a thick breath, but her grip didn’t falter.

Athena growled as she aimed a knee kick right at his jaw, and he was momentarily out of touch. She used that opportunity to grab his head like you would do a ball and bang it right into the sink twice, until it broke and water pumped upwards, the ceramics smashing against the floor.

His body dropped face down, unmoving.

"I-Is he dead?"

Athena helped me stand. "He better be..."

Shit! He’s pissed.

Oh no, you don’t!

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