Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 6: How Can I Comfort You?

The food looked expensive. The arrangement and the fragrant aroma seemed to mock my poverty, reminding me that even if I worked day and night, I'd never afford such luxuries.

"I'll eat and go," I said before taking some carbonara, my favorite. "Thank you for the food," I added before digging in.

The taste did not disappoint, just as I expected. I'll make the most of this meal because it might be the first and last time I get to eat something like this.

I was content with every bite and swallow of the food I tasted here. Even though I wasn't showing any emotions, deep down, I was happy to experience something like this-To feel like I belonged to the kind of world I tried so hard to fit into. But he shattered that fantasy when he spoke.

"You have to pay for that-" He didn't finish because I was about to spit out my food. "-Damn, Sapphire, I was just kidding."

He looked worried and was about to touch my cheek, but I quickly moved my face away. What a jerk. Who does he think he is to joke like that?

I crossed my arms and continued eating instead. I noticed Ash still staring at me, but I ignored him.

We weren't that poor, but he was filthy rich. The gap between our worlds was enormous, so I couldn't understand why he was here now, doing something extravagant like this for me.

"I'm done," I said in a low tone as I wiped my mouth with my white handkerchief. "I'll go now."

I pushed my chair back, stood up, and slung my bag over my shoulder. Ash remained with his arms crossed over his chest, watching my every move as if I were a princess he needed to guard.

"They say food is the best comfort when you're sad," Ash suddenly spoke.

I looked up at him, raising my right eyebrow. "Pardon?"

prepared this for you," he said casually, pointing to the food in front of him. "I was hoping this would lighten your burden, even just a

doesn't do this for his girls. He doesn't even make an effort to talk to them; he waits for them

he have a

too much effort for someone you're just going to make

before letting out a soft laugh. Why does it seem like he's trying to wake up my sleeping,

He was apologizing, yet his facial expression said otherwise. "But, what? Flavor of the month... how

position screams dominance and authority. I was afraid that if this continued, I would fall into his

father won over my mother, even though he wasn't the ideal man people would want

that, Coleman." This time, I called

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just a simple smile or a glance from him was enough

him and hate him at the same time, like a drug that's so good to taste

a flavor of the month?" He stood up and approached me. He was still grinning, but now

didn't step back. I stood my ground and met his gaze. I held the hem of my blouse as if drawing strength from it while Ash

a strand of my hair before his gaze moved from my nose to my lips. It felt like his stare was hypnotizing me. "After seeing how miserable you were last night, I wanted to comfort you, but this

did that, Ash kept staring at my lips. He even licked his

he said, taking another step away from me like he was trying his best to control himself, "before I do something bad to

his thighs, and saw how hard he was. It was bulging from his pants... like

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to the ground floor. The hardness of his c. ock made me think it

in the classroom, listening to