Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 110: Loyalty

"No! That's my masterpiece! Why would you take it off?" she protested. "You're so mean, brother!"

Thunder was born a few minutes before Chiara, so she calls him her older brother even though they're twins-a fraternal pair.

I knelt down and placed a hand on Chiara's head. She's sensitive. She might think we don't like her "masterpiece" since we've been teasing her.

Her eyes were already welling up, though she was trying hard not to cry in front of her brother.

"Chiara, listen," I said, cupping her cheeks. "Do you see your brother's hair? If it falls out, you'll lose a brother."

"Will he disappear? That's great!"

I blinked twice. At that moment, I saw myself in her. The same feeling I get every time I take a life-that's what I saw in my daughter.

I froze, unable to react. Is this how my past haunts me?

"Chiara!" I shouted her name, but she just grinned and grabbed my hand.

"Just kidding, Mom," she said quickly before looking at Thunder, her brows furrowed. "Come here, ugly. Let me take off my beautiful creation." She rolled her eyes. THE HOUSE I built has three floors.

The first floor contains the living room and dining area. The second floor houses their bedrooms, the maid's quarters, and my room, while the third floor has their playroom and the rooftop. That's where we often eat and play when I have time to stay here.

They were playing while I sat on the couch, resting for a bit. I hadn't had much sleep-just a short nap before coming here. But I don't mind sacrificing sleep if it means I get to see them.

opened my eyes and saw they were still engrossed in their games. If there's one thing my twins agree on, it's playing with robot cars and action figures. Chiara was the more competitive one,

I closed my eyes again, hoping to sneak

again when someone sat

us

Thunder. He had left Chiara to play by herself and came to

to take care of some things." I adjusted my seat and faced him. "How are you

sounding mature beyond his age. "We just

nodded, gently ruffling

care of, Mom? Can we help?" he asked seriously, making me

I've made sure they understand why I'm doing all this-to protect them. Chiara is too young to

for his age. Sometimes, I talk to him about things regarding the house more than

forced him to grow up too

do is focus on your studies, okay?" I told him. "Is homeschooling hard?

rarely see you, then we'd rather

My chest ached at Thunder's words. I'm their mother, yet they're the ones making sacrifices to

come but is still scared of you," he said, pointing

It wasn't intentional, but I had once terrified her because of something

it was due to her negligence, but it turned out Chiara was the culprit. While playing, they spilled some hot milk, which splashed on Thunder. That

the pain you caused

last thing

will never

it felt like those words

person I trust when it comes to my children. I can't bring