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.

on, it's playing with robot cars and action figures. Chiara was the more competitive one, pretending to attack Thunder's action figure. "Your powers are

I closed my eyes again, hoping to sneak in a quick nap, knowing I might not get another

them again when

us

left Chiara to play by herself and came to sit

of some things." I adjusted my seat and

he answered promptly, sounding mature beyond his age. "We just miss

gently ruffling his

what are those 'things' you're taking care of,

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

talk to him about things regarding the house more

life, like mine, has forced him to grow up

All you need to do is focus on your studies, okay?" I told him. "Is homeschooling hard? You know

studying abroad means we'll rarely see you, then we'd rather stay

words. I'm their mother, yet they're the ones making sacrifices

She's upstairs. She knew you'd come but is still scared of you,"

once terrified her because of something that happened to Thunder. He got a minor burn on his arm during one of my

her negligence, but it turned out Chiara was the culprit. While playing, they spilled some hot

you caused her stays the

last thing

fear will

but it felt like those words

it comes to my children. I can't bring