Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 112

Chapter 112: From Hell

"Do I need to repeat myself, Ash Cassius?" I asked, feeling irritated.

"First time you've called me by my full name, Sapphire Jade." He smirked, taking the phone from his pocket. "I loved it. Say it again-I'll record it this time." I raised an eyebrow. What the hell?

I lunged for his phone with thoughts of throwing it off a rooftop, or smashing it to bits. But he quickly pulled it away, grinning.

"I don't have time for your games," I said, my voice firm.

He smiled. "Well, I have plenty of time."

"I'm not in the mood, Ash. I'm warning you."

I hate it. Why wasn't he intimidated by me like everyone else?

He took out what was inside the bag he was holding, and my forehead creased as I saw it was a strawberry cake.

"You like this, don't you? I bought it for you," he said, holding the cup out toward me, but I didn't take it.

But my stomach growled so badly, so I stepped aside from my pride for now.

"There's a reason I came here," he said, smiling as I ate the strawberry cake. "If you want to know why, have breakfast with me, Sapphire."

I COULDN'T understand how the hell I ended up here, sitting across from him in a restaurant here in my condo building, eating breakfast with my enemy.

"Were you starving for a month? Slow down," Ash said, seeing how I'd been shoveling rice into my mouth nonstop.

I'm only like this because I'm nervous, jerk.

I wanted to say it, but I knew he'd misinterpret it, so I swallowed the words.

chefs, huh?" he added, trying to

my phone, which had vibrated three times. I hadn't answered because I

him my call log. "Isn't that why you're here? She told me earlier that you'd

at him in surprise. "I told

"Then why are you

what I'm interested in is right

me, making me freeze. My breath caught

wanted to see

me, making his voice sound sincere... even

trying to shake off the questions flooding

you mean by that?" I asked, but

if he didn't hear me, Ash

He seemed prepared too; as soon

said, hoping he'd respond. "Where have you been? Where did

look surprised by my question. In fact, he seemed to have anticipated it,

to leave. "And it was all because

morning wasn't a good idea. Now here I am, in a sour mood as

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

I walked in; some of them knew me. I was often in

my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and a black pencil skirt partnered with

I wanted to look presentable

made my way to the elevator, closing the doors before anyone else could get in. I pressed the

ask him what he meant because I froze. By the

it as the elevator ascended. Our brief eye contact had left a lasting impression-the pain and anger in his eyes were seared into my mind. Why did he seem so mad at me? I should be the one feeling that way,

Because he shot me.

to kill

no reason more

already reached the 30th floor. I quickly walked to

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