Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 28: Do You Hate Him?

I could hear Haze's screams and his bones breaking when I dislocated his right arm, and to be honest, it was so satisfying.

I took a step back, while he tried to stand up, but failed.

"You should thank me, Haze. Because even though you provoked my fucking patience, I'm still in my right mind," I said as I slung my bag over my shoulder.

People gasped at the scene. Some were even recording me, so I knew what was going to happen in the coming days.

But why the fuck would I care? I already dislocated his shoulder. I couldn't undo that.

I was about to leave, but I felt like telling him a secret he'd never forget.

"Let me tell you a secret, Haze," I whispered with a smirk. "I've killed someone before, and I won't hesitate to do it again if you mess with me," I added, whispering in his ear, which made his entire face turn pale.

MY HANDS were trembling as I held onto one of the cubicles in the bathroom. Even my legs were shaking uncontrollably.

I don't know where I got the courage earlier, but here I am now, barely able to stand.

"Don't fucking regret it, Sapphire. I-It's too late now," I told myself, but my heart says otherwise.

Some students were outside the cubicle, waiting for me to come out.

"Why is someone like her even allowed in our school? She has the manners of a street vendor. She doesn't deserve to be here."

"She's so poor, yet so shameless. She even caused a scene in the library earlier!"

"Does she think she can escape what she did? The Greensmith family is not someone she should have messed with. Especially not Haze," another student added. "Ash and Mason are rich, but Haze's family is more powerful in politics. Stupid woman."

I closed my eyes. Sapphire, stop listening to them. You're only hurting yourself.

breathing ragged. It felt like something was choking me, making it hard to breathe. My heart

forehead as an unwanted memory resurfaced in

"Please... don't."

I wasn't afraid of being hurt at that moment, but I was more afraid of what I might do to him. "Stop playing hard to get. Come on, just once. I promise, just

long time, but I still remember it like it happened yesterday. I remember his scent, his hair, the black jacket and ripped jeans he wore, and even his face

him kneeling in front of

hurt anyone. Don't do this..." I

the two of us. I thought he was just going to ask for directions, but I ended up

had a dirty, lustful expression

fight, but I didn't want to hurt

I'll let

It was only then that I realized I

memory I tried to bury deep in my mind, but because of Haze and what

hate guys like them. My dad, Haze,

They're demons.

I am, too. Aren't

calm

so quiet

heard my

want. No one will hear you, and no one will judge you.

you helping me?" I

him, I asked him that question instead. It was my pride talking. I'm not

felt like my real family

what happened," Mason answered, his tone low. "Haze's in the hospital now. According to the news, someone dislocated his shoulder, and he was groaning in pain. I know

immediately because of what he said. Is he mad? Is that

won't say sorry," I unconsciously said, stuttering a

he muttered and

where the adventure continues. Join us for

for me to hear. Even the way he knocked told