Page 148 of Wrong Pucking Player

Shady shit, meaning he’s been trying to fuck me over.

“It would be wise to do what he wants tonight,” Leo continues. “Your bro is near with a special guest.”

Special guest?

That has my attention.

“No one enters here,” I emphasize.

Kat nods while Leo lifts his shirt to show his holster.

“No one gets in. Got it.”

Seventeen but acts like a mafia boss ready to take down every fucking empire.

Whoever underestimates Leo’s potential is absolutely mad.

No wonder why Nico has a liking for him.

“I’ll be back.”

“Meow?”

“Stay with Kenzie, Mittens,” I encourage the kitten when she lifts her head.

“I swear Andrews said the cat’s name was Muffin during training the other day,” Kat mumbles.

I roll my eyes.

“She’s Mittens.”

“Who calls a cat Mittens?”

I leave the room before I can argue.

Those arguments are for me and my Kenzie.

THE REAL HEARTBREAKER KING

~OSCAR~

“GIVE US OUR FUCKING MONEY, WINCHESTER!”

Every scenario feels the same.

Again and again.

No matter the time, place, or season, someone is always asking for their fucking money.

Today, however, things are different.

I’m irritated.

No. That’s a damn lie.

I’m mad as fuck.

So mad, I can’t wait for the ground beneath my feet to be covered in pools of blood.

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