Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 115: Keep Her Safe

Before I knew it, an hour-my limit-had passed, yet I still didn't want to leave the room.

"It's time for me to go..." I said, holding her hand one last time.

I had no idea when I'd visit her again. Things were getting busy and messy... and my father was becoming moodier by the day.

"Next time, Mom. I'll see you again." I stood up and kissed her forehead.

This situation she's in breaks my heart. Whatever she's dreaming about right now, I hope it's making her happy. At least in her sleep, she can experience some joy, as life has been far too cruel to her. She's alive, but only for a purpose-Being Simon's hostage.

I do wish I could tell her about some of the things happening in my life. However, everyone here works for my father, waiting for me to slip and say something they can report back to him. I won't let that happen.

"Take care of her," I said to the female doctor waiting outside the room. I gave her shoulder a light tap.

It wasn't friendly. It was a warning. If I ever find out they've done anything to harm my mom, I'll make sure they regret it.

My dark side knows no bounds... I could push it to unimaginable extremes.

Still, I try to restrain myself for my kids' sake. I don't want to become so dangerous that even they wouldn't be safe around me.

UPON LEAVING, I was escorted by two bodyguards. They didn't treat me like a princess, but like a prisoner who might do something deadly if left unsupervised.

Once they dropped me off, I drove straight to my building. I took a deep breath while repeating a statement like a chant.

Everything will be alright.

I made my way to the penthouse and collapsed onto the couch. My stomach growled and ached, but I ignored the hunger and closed my eyes.

I didn't even notice when I drifted off-I was just that tired.

I prayed for a peaceful sleep, and I had it. I had a dream with my family-Mom, Chiara, and Thunder-walking together at the park.

But then, I heard a gunshot. Everyone around me disappeared.

I called out, but no

shifted. The trees withered, and the sunlight dimmed until I could barely see anything. I wasn't afraid of the dark, but

I couldn't finish my sentence as a sharp pain pierced

it, my eyes widened in

Blood.

intense. I grimaced, struggling

standing in front of me. He was holding a gun, pointing it directly at me. A smirk spread

Die.

from the bullet wound or the realization

on my dream that turned into

drenched in sweat. My eyes landed on the tablet on the side table. It was connected to the CCTV feed from the house where Chiara and Thunder lived. Seeing them playing in the living room

murmured, tapping my

the trauma from five years ago haunts me. It's been half a decade, and I still can't let

I answered without bothering to say

still ached, so I put her on

she complained, making me raise an

at her words, but at

as I started

so I

Haze again?" I asked while whisking

"It's not!"

It is."

and both couldn't return her feelings. I don't think I can bear seeing

just set her up on

hadn't called

"Let's drink!"

she said. I don't even know where she is, but I

you're going to regret this later," I told her, chuckling a

call and texted Haze instead, telling him

really hope he comes to his senses. With all the women he's juggling, he can't even figure out

women are waiting for him-Hariette and Evangeline. He needs to decide soon, or he's going to lose them