Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

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,

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

that why you're here? She told me earlier that you'd bring me if I wanted

wasn't planning to go there," he said, making me look at him in surprise. "I told her clearly-I'm not interested in whatever

raised an eyebrow. "Then

interested in is right

locked on me, making me freeze. My breath caught as my

just wanted

making his voice sound sincere... even

head quickly, trying to

mean by that?" I asked, but

as if he didn't hear me, Ash continued to eat

crossing my arms, ready to leave anytime. He seemed prepared too; as soon as he

know you won't answer them... So let me ask just one," I said, hoping he'd respond. "Where have you been? Where did you

to have anticipated it,

leave. "And it was

ASH early in the morning wasn't a good idea. Now here I am, in a sour

"Good morning, Ma'am Miller."

as I walked in; some of them knew me. I was often in their CEO's office when I had nothing else

nodded before walking past them. I had changed my clothes-a white sleeveless shirt, white blazer, and a black pencil skirt

least, I wanted to

my way to the elevator, closing the doors before anyone else could get in. I pressed the button for the 30th floor, where Mason's office was

replayed in my head. I couldn't ask him what he meant because I froze. By the time

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

Because he shot me.

tried to kill

more valid than

the 30th floor. I quickly walked to the