Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 125: Velvet Ring

"Really?" He looked at me, his mouth slightly open.

I nodded. I didn't mean it, though. If he took it seriously, that was on him.

"I'm done talking. Your turn," he said, staring at me.

I kicked at him, but he dodged. What a waste. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

"Nothing interesting in my life," I replied. "Stop."

"Hey, Ash!" he said suddenly, making me straighten up and look at the door.

"Where?" I asked, a little panicked.

I stopped when I realized he was just messing with me.

"Nowhere," he said with a laugh. I raised my wine, ready to throw it at him, but stopped myself.

"Fuck you, Haze Greensmith," I muttered.

He laughed again before turning serious. "I've got something to tell you. I meant to say this when you visited the hospital but forgot."

"What is it?" I asked disinterestedly, focusing on my drink.

"I saw someone who looks like Ash."

I froze mid-drink. It felt like time had stopped. "What did you say?"

"I know it's weird, but hear me out. I'm not sure if it was Ash or if I was just seeing things. But I've known that guy for ages. Even if you turned him inside out, I'd still recognize him."

He and Mason had grown up with Ash. Of course, they'd know him inside and out. It sounded strange,

chase women with me." He chuckled at his last

this happen?"

chin in thought. "About two

the time I showed Senator Windwood Ash's

as he saw

can get home on your own. You're a big boy," I replied. "Thanks for the information, Haze," I added

I went straight to the computer

completely out of breath. She immediately leaned against the

responsibilities outlined in her contract. When

family. That's why it hurt a bit when Evangeline told me there might be a mole among

so I've been trying to keep some distance from everyone until I

hope it's not

okay?" I asked her,

before grabbing

wall clock in the corner of the computer room. "We have a clock here. But why

hoodie and faded jeans. Her long, curly hair-similar

ran." She finally said, still breathing heavily as she sank into the couch, clearly trying to calm herself before talking to

her take her time. While waiting, I opened the fridge to grab a canned coffee but spotted a chocolate donut on the lower shelf. I took it, thinking

through my phone, but I stopped abruptly when a notification popped

have a gift for

the message

new number this time, but I knew it was the same person who had contacted me before. I didn't bother asking Kesha to trace it because I feared he'd threaten my kids again. That jerk played dirty. The game hadn't even started, but he already

It seemed like he just wanted to play a game... but what

the gift he

from the fridge. It was soft and chewy-until my teeth hit something

phone aside to fish out whatever hard

probably looked gross; I'll admit that. Kesha was staring at me, confused about