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?"

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

how to avoid him, but from what I remember, he doesn't do this for his girls. He doesn't even make an effort to talk to

have a

you're just going to make the flavor of the month," I said, catching

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

apologizing, yet his facial expression said otherwise. "But, what? Flavor of

position screams dominance and authority. I was afraid that if this continued, I would fall into his traps like the other girls. Because

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where my courage was coming from, but just a simple smile or a

same time, like a drug that's so

you a flavor of the month?" He stood up and approached me. He was

my ground and met his gaze. I held the hem of my blouse as if drawing strength

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 is the only way I know how..." He took a step back and released my hair, which allowed me to breathe

staring at my lips. He even licked his

me like he was trying his best to control himself,

and saw how hard he was. It was bulging

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ock made me think it would devour me. I

the classroom, listening to the professor, I couldn't