Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 12: You Messed With The Wrong Person

Compared to Mason and Ash, Haze's facial features look innocent. However, I couldn't be deceived by this. The expression in his eyes says that he could kill me with just a gaze. Well, who says I can't do that?

"Are you threatening me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because if yes, then it wasn't effective. Back. The. Fuck. Off."

It's rare for me to show my real emotions, and to curse at someone, especially in this school. But all the consequences I must face after this are worth it. Haze was a one-of-a-kind jerk.

"Not effective, huh?" Haze smirked. Grabbing my chin, he pulled my face closer to his, and I was grateful there was no one around in this location as the rain started pouring. "You may be pretty, but you're poor. Why would a fucking school talk back to me?"

With that question, I didn't know what hurt more-the grip on my chin or his painful words.

I thought he would let go of my chin after speaking, but I pushed him away and stepped back when I felt his tongue on my ear.

"Let me go!" I screamed, but he only laughed loudly at my reaction, which only added to my anxiety.

I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from shivering due to the cold wind and heavy rain. We were both soaked, but I couldn't move my feet.

Haze was like a demon hiding under an angel's face. It terrified me.

"This is harassment," I said, my voice trembling.

"Is it?" His laugh became darker, making my hair stand on end. "No one cares, lady. And even if you report this to the higher-ups, no one will believe you. Whatever I say will be the version of the truth."

really that powerful? How many girls

before. He's not just a clone of Ash. Haze is on a different

are playing hard to get, aren't you?" he

stabs to my heart, and I hated that I was starting to feel this way. Do

wouldn't have approached you... but I can say you're an interesting woman. Maybe that's

me again but stopped when another guy stepped in front

some reason, it felt like I

annoyance as he tried to look at me, but

looked

Haze, now

Are we really going to fight over a girl, bro?" Haze asked, his forehead crease. "We still need to talk. Hand her over while I'm still asking nicely." His voice was

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felt this low in my entire life. Even though my classmates often reminded me

slapped me

he was treating me like a property

the heat of their anger more than the cold of the raindrops. "If you need to tell her something, just talk to me and don't mess with her," Mason said in a cold tone. His voice was shivering. He was enduring the cold because of me. "Just because we're friends doesn't mean I'll tolerate all your bullshit, Haze. I know Ash won't like this either if he

furrowed in confusion. Why does Ash have to

Haze chuckled, a playful expression evident in his eyes. "She just looks so good, bro. Her

you want, isn't

I was in high school at that time... yet the scene I witnessed was horrifying. I tried to bury it at the back of my head, but Haze's words became a trigger for me to remember it again. "What a slut. I told you, you're mine!" Dad shouted as he moved his lower body, slamming himself toward Mom. "I accepted you

is crying with both her hands tied to the