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 one

wasn't afraid of the dark, but I was terrified of losing my loved ones. Because losing them

sentence as a sharp pain pierced

I touched it, my

Blood.

and the pain grew more intense. I grimaced, struggling to breathe as I pressed against my

me. He was holding a gun, pointing it directly at me. A smirk spread across his face

Die.

felt like I was losing my sanity-whether from the bullet wound

a ringtone broke on my dream that turned into a

the tablet on the side table. It was connected to the CCTV

I murmured, tapping my chest lightly to calm

dreams, the trauma from five years ago haunts me. It's been half a decade, and I still can't let go, subconsciously clinging to it. I picked up my phone. Why was Evangeline calling me at

without

put her on speaker

she complained, making

words, but at her

drunk?" I asked as I started preparing

so

Haze again?"

"It's not!"

okay. It is."

guys, and both couldn't return her feelings. I

I might just

certain she hadn't called just to tell me she

"Let's drink!"

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

to regret this later," I

texted Haze instead, telling him to find Evangeline and pick

With all the women he's juggling, he can't

and Evangeline. He needs to decide soon,