Chapter One Hundred and Three
"Next time," he said, "make sure you finish the job without making a fool of yourself."
Then, just as suddenly as his fury had lashed out, he stepped back and dismissed her.
Asli turned without a word and walked out of the room with the same steady pace she had walked in with.
The moment she was alone, her hand found her temple, her fingers coming away stained with blood.
Weakness. That's all he ever saw. Mr. Marco never cared that she took the most dangerous role in a battle or mission to prove herself to him. All he cared about was where she got shot.
She had stopped trying and pushing herself to make him see she was the best. She swore she never cared anymore. So why did she do it this time around?
Was it only because she wanted to punish herself for what she did to Cole? Or was it because Demir was back and it was obvious her adoptive father was going to hand over to him?
She exhaled, slow and controlled, before pulling out her phone.
