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.

called out,

and the sunlight dimmed until I could barely see anything. I wasn't afraid of the dark, but I was terrified of

my sentence as a

I touched it, my

Blood.

I grimaced, struggling to breathe as I pressed

I noticed someone standing in front of me. He was holding a gun, pointing it directly at me. A smirk spread across his face as he reveled in my suffering. "Die,

Die.

I was losing my sanity-whether from the bullet wound or the realization that Ash was the one who

my dream that turned

table. It was connected to the CCTV feed from the house where Chiara and Thunder lived. Seeing them playing in the living

Sapphire..." I murmured,

is why I avoid sleeping. Even in my 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

answered without bothering to say

still ached, so I put her on

she complained, making me raise

words, but

drunk?" I asked as I started

so

again?" I asked

"It's not!"

okay. It

me. She's only fallen for two guys, and both couldn't return her feelings. I don't think I can bear seeing

up, I might just set her up on

asked, certain she hadn't

"Let's drink!"

I don't even know where she is,

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

call and texted Haze instead, telling him to

women he's juggling, he can't even figure out who

waiting for him-Hariette and Evangeline. He needs to decide soon,