POV: Ethan

“Why do you always let her get into your head, Ethan?

The plan was simple, shoot the bitch on sight and get it over it. Why is she still alive?” Justin asks me, glaring dangerously at Serena.

“Well, since you asked so nicely, let me explain.” Serena responded, placing her hand on my chest and pushing me back slowly, her eyes fixed on me as she smiled seductively at me.

“You see, Ethan cannot shot me on sight because he is so damn smart. He is sure smarter than you, that’s for sure.” She smirked, caressing my chest. Justin turned off the safety pin on his gun and...