Chapter 31 — Lame T-shirt guy
"Don't get in my way this time." Ella stated as V pulled the car on the drive away.
"Well, I can't promise that if anyone tries to get in my way, I'm going to shoot them. How will I know which one is your target?" He retorted back making Ella release a frustrated groan.
"Just do whatever you want." She sighed and loaded the guns for both of them.
The car suddenly came to halt, thinking that they reached their destination Ella looked up but the confusion on her face answered the question. She looked at V, "What—"
But she was cut off with a pair of plump lips on hers. After a while Ethan pulled away with a sheepish grin on his face.
And started to drive again. Ella was still frozen to her spot wearing a blank expression. "You said to do whatever I want." Ethan chuckled at his lover's expression.
Ella cleared her throat and regained her composure. "Shut up and just take this." She said, passing the guns to V with a low-key smile.
They reached there soon enough all thanks to V's super fast driving. They were the first one to reach there so their sneaking in was easy enough. Just had to knock off some stupid guards. Ella finally got the chance to see her husband in action, and she swore it was hot-AF, but she would not admit that to him, at least not so soon.
Soon after they were inside the building the men from the opposite team came flooding in.
The gun shots filled the room with the shouts of cry and pain that left from the opposite side team. "Fuck, there are a lot of them." Ella sneered, shooting another person while ducking herself on the table near.
"Really? This is so easy." V said, making Ella, let out a huff but soon smirked after an idea popped in her mind.
The smile from V's face vanished as his own wife kicked his hands and took the guns off him and ran towards the other door. Now V was left alone unarmed surrounded by the enemies.
"Fuck." He said running across the room when he saw some broken woods lying there. "Sometimes I wonder if she really wants me to live?" He mumbled out loud while banging the head of one of the guys on the wall.
'Click.' The sound made V turn around as he saw the person wearing 'bros before hoes.' T-shirt.
V rolled his eyes while mumbling "Really out of all people am I really destined to be shot by this lame T-shirt dude."
"You don't know how much, boss is offering for your head." The lame T-shirt guy said taking his aim really not wanting it to miss only to be shot by someone else from the back.