Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: "I fcking love you"

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty- Seven

Asli glanced over her shoulder.

Her men were closing in fast now, boots pounding, guns raised, eyes sharp and waiting for her signal. The space between them and Ahmet was shrinking by the second. One wrong move and it would all collapse into blood.

Her chest tightened.

She shut her eyes briefly, just a blink, but it felt like a betrayal of everything she was.

"Hold me," she whispered.

Ahmet stared at her like he hadn’t heard right. Smoke curled between them, gunfire cracking somewhere to the side, but his focus locked on her face.

"What?" he breathed.

She didn’t wait for him to decide.

Asli dragged herself toward him deliberately, stumbling just enough to sell it, her shoulder brushing his chest as if he had yanked her in. Her voice was barely audible now, and sharp with urgency.

"Hold me," she repeated. "As leverage."

Understanding hit him like a punch.

For half a second, he hesitated. Then his arm came up around her, firm and unmistakable, his gun lifting to her temple. His body turned just enough to shield her without making it obvious.

The field froze.

"Guns down!" Asli shouted.

Her men faltered.

Confusion rippled through them, hands tightening, eyes darting between her and Ahmet. Slowly... too slowly, some of the guns lowered.

A voice cut through the pause, sharp and furious.

"Don’t be stupid!" Demir barked from behind the line. "You’re on a battlefield! Your queen is being held hostage and you are lowering your guns?"

Shame flickered across a few faces. Then discipline snapped back in place.

Weapons rose again.

All of them aimed at Ahmet.

Asli swallowed hard, her throat tight as panic clawed at her ribs. She forced herself to think. Forced herself to breathe.

"Guns down!" she yelled again, louder now. Commanding. Desperate.

This was madness.

She knew it.

Being taken as leverage was already unforgivable. Ordering her men to disarm in the middle of an assault? Her father would call it incompetence. Weakness. A failure unfit for leadership.

But she couldn’t let them shoot him.

She just couldn’t.

Of all the things ripped from her life: family, childhood, and even choices, there was one man standing here, though her enemy, he had sworn to love her in his own twisted way.

The realization burned.

Her vision blurred, and she hated that too. Hated the pressure behind her eyes, and the ache in her chest. This wasn’t her. She didn’t act on emotion.

Fck! She didn’t have emotions.

"Shoot him!" Demir roared.

The men wavered, torn between orders.

Before the balance could tip, movement surged around them.

Ahmet’s men poured in, fast and coordinated, their weapons raised, bodies forming a tight ring around Ahmet and Asli. The space narrowed, control shifting inch by inch.

Asli knew it then.

This mission was meant to fail. She had made sure of it.

Cole wasn’t there and that was intentional. This had only been the first set. Demir had forced himself into this operation, and against her better judgment, wanted to be in the same car as her.

Daniel or whatever his name was, was with Cole, exactly where he was supposed to be.

She kept her face steady, even as her heart raced.

If not, more of her men would’ve arrived by now and they hadn’t.

A grim sense of relief settled in her chest.

Cole had control.

That second unit would be intercepted by the Police. Delays engineered down to the minute.

She stayed still in Ahmet’s hold, staring straight ahead, as the battlefield around them stalled.

She had already lost it on purpose.

But did it mean this was useless? No it wasn’t because his father was dying this morning. But what next?

Ahmet’s grip didn’t loosen.

If anything, it became more exact and measured, deliberate, like he was holding something volatile and knew it.

"You planned this," he murmured, so low only she could hear. He wasn’t accusing her. It was a realization settling into place.

Asli kept her gaze forward, spine straight, breath controlled by sheer will.

"No," she said quietly. "I adapted."

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