Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 127: You Took It From Him

My eyes wandered to the garden visible from where I stood. It was the same place where Ash and I had first met. The memory was so vivid, it felt as though it had happened yesterday. His presence back then had been overwhelming-enough to make my knees weak even now.

"Coffee?" Silver offered, breaking my reverie.

"Sure," I said, nodding as I followed him. "I missed these conversations, sir. It reminds me of the last time, minus the strings tied to my every move."

My chuckle was laced with irony, and Silver laughed in turn, knowing the double meaning behind my words.

It had been a time when he'd controlled me using my parents.

"I hope you're comfortable here. The mansion is under renovation," he remarked as he folded his arms and leaned back in his chair.

The mention of renovations was confirmation enough that something major was underway.

I thought he'd take me into the mansion itself, but instead, we ended up at another section of the estate. The view of the garden was nostalgic.

It was the same one from old photographs-ones with my mother, Simon, and the Devil himself.

Nothing much had changed. The curse haunting my bloodline remained the same, repeating history. But I was determined to break the cycle for the sake of Chiara and Thunder.

"No, it's fine," I replied with a calm smile, taking a sip of the coffee on the table. "The place is lovely-cold winds and all. It must hold a lot of memories for you, doesn't it?" For a fleeting moment, his smirk vanished.

I wondered if he ever thought about my mother. Did he ever feel guilt for what happened? My mother had been comatose because of him.

gaze faltered, lost in a bitter memory.

told a different story. "Why are you here?" he asked again,

waiting for him to grow restless. The silence wasn't wasted

ago," I said without hesitation, leaning

met his gaze with unwavering

figure it out yourself?" he replied cryptically, a smirk

assumed I'd hit a wall with his impenetrable security systems. The memory of that unauthorized command probably still haunted him. "But alright. Ask me, and I'll answer everything," he added,

the deal?" I tilted my head,

He pointed at me, his smirk growing

answered in a

was trying to calm myself down, but it seemed he no longer had his focus on me. Something else caught

asked that. Like mine, he clenched his fists as he gave me an intense yet

would I tell

gaze grew darker with every

looked amazing and elegant. Instead of being afraid as he pointed it at my forehead, I was more in awe. "Tell me," he commanded

his gun to my neck. "Hey, I prefer

It seemed he couldn't believe it because he couldn't

if you shot me with that expensive gun of yours, but if I were you, I wouldn't do that," I told him as I took my phone

card I hid, and his face was in it. It was his

had Tanner transcribe that conversation for me, but I had no interest

kill. Everyone had

Poor senator.

"H-How did that-"