Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Part 2- Groomed for him?

Chapter One Hundred and sixty- Two

That irritated Ahmet and then he yelled, "She is my woman! Asli is my woman!" shit! Why did he say that aloud? It was only supposed to be a thought. His stomach dropped while he clenched his jaw, fury at himself burning hotter than the pain in his chest.

Now, there was silence for a few seconds. Cole turned slowly, a smirk tugging at his mouth.

Markus burst out laughing. "See? That wasn’t so hard."

Cole joined, "He spoke as if his life depended on it."

"You both planned this," Ahmet accused.

Markus shrugged. "Not really. Cole wasn’t convinced you cared about her. He thought you did something terrible to her and that’s why she shot you. I had to explain to him but still, he never wanted to believe me. He first needed proof that Asli was someone you want to protect and not for show." Markus explained through laughs.

Ahmet’s fingers curled slowly, the urge to reach forward and strangle his brother sharp and immediate. If Markus had not been in the front seat, he might’ve acted on it. Instead, Ahmet forced himself still, posture locked in place, making sure whatever dignity was left of him was intact.

He could not believe he had been played. He was tricked into calling her his woman out loud.

Hours ago, he was jubilating for fooling Marco, he did not know he was going to be fooled too.

Ahmet glared, pride stiffening his spine.

"I should have shot her back."

Now it was Cole’s turn to laugh. "She shot you," he said, amusement flashing in his eyes, "and she left you."

The words drove in deep, twisting his insides like a blade finding bone.

"Easy," Markus added, grinning. "The wound is still fresh."

Ahmet straightened sharply. "Wait," he said, suspicion cutting through the pain. "What is going on here? How did you even know this?" His gaze snapped to Markus. "Markus!"

Markus lifted his hands in surrender. "I don’t know how he found out. He just said he knew she was the one who shot you. Right, Cole?"

"With due respect, I do not report to any of you." He responded.

Did he finally remember he was supposed to respect them? Ahmet looked away, his jaw tightening. "Whatever." he wished he could speak more but decided it was better to leave the matter. He was sure Asli asked him to go and clean up the warehouse.

Why wasn’t Cole asking any questions concerning the two of them? It was obvious he knew about Asli and him.

"Alright. Back to the point of this meeting," Markus said, sobering. "Now that you are convinced we care about Asli, may we proceed? You’ll be shocked! Now, look at this."

He pulled out his phone and turned the screen toward Cole, scrolling to the photos he’d taken of the notice board.

"Marco runs a prostitution warehouse."

"So? Every Mafia has a club." Cole was genuinely surprised that they thought Marco running a club was dangerous.

"That’s the point. They were forced. Some even groomed and the worst part, only Men of influence went in there." Markus nodded as he noticed Cole’s interest.

"All these girls had two pictures," Markus continued. "One from when they were first marked. One from the day they were taken. But Asli..." Markus stopped, swiping slowly.

"She had more than seven. Someone was tracking her. Watching her."

He trailed off, smirking like some detective who just solved a murder case.

Ahmet rolled his eyes, irritation flickering. When was his brother going to be professional for even a second?

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