Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 133: I Killed Him Years Ago, Didn’t I?

I heard him laugh again, his voice growing louder with each passing second.

"Since when did you start believing things were impossible, Sapphire?" he asked, his tone mocking. "Look at you. You're beautiful, sexy, rich... and feisty." "Shut the fuck up," I shot back without hesitation.

I swear I heard him groan faintly. A chill ran through me as my imagination conjured what he might be doing while talking to me. "Damn. You're turning me on, just like the old days," he whispered.

I quickly climbed the stairs. I decided to change my approach. If I couldn't force him to move, I'd be the one to close the distance. "Now, look to your right."

I froze mid-step at his command, immediately turning my gun toward the direction he indicated.

My heart nearly stopped when I saw him standing there, leaning casually against the wall.

He wore a black tank top and faded jeans, a smirk on his face as he raised his phone.

My hands trembled so much that I almost dropped both my gun and phone. Fuck. I couldn't pull the trigger.

Ash...

They looked so eerily alike. Every detail-from the build of their bodies to their voices-was identical.

"It's unsettling, isn't it?" he said, running a hand over his face without breaking eye contact. "How does it feel? Do you still hate me?" "Fucker. I know your secret," I growled, glaring at him.

He laughed, fueling my frustration. His mocking tone chipped away at my patience.

"Do you think it's a mask? It's not." His words made my brow furrow. "This is my face now."

I ended the call, shoving my phone into my pocket as I steadied the gun with both hands.

His statement confirmed it. This wasn't just a mask anymore.

He had fully replicated Ash's face. It reeked of insecurity, and I could feel it even from this distance.

This wasn't about Ash-it was

he said with unsettling

"That won't happen."

matter how similar they looked, there had to

weakness, something that sets it

how could I uncover his true identity when he had

he asked, raising an

smirk widened, knowing he had me

on

shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to move forward, to get closer, but my body refused to obey. "I'll kill you," I said, trying to convince myself

who looks

the trigger. I had to show him I wasn't the same person I used to

He gestured to where the bullet had hit, knowing full well I couldn't shoot

fighting me. It's a losing battle

his final words before he turned and walked away. I couldn't stop him. I didn't

seen him, I felt more powerless than ever. I had waited long for this moment, only to lose control when it mattered

used to think that doubting Ash was the most foolish thing I'd ever done. But now,

It couldn't be true.

Could it?

killed him years ago...

***

"ONE MARGARITA, please."

stool. Honestly, I felt this overwhelming urge to get wasted tonight. My mind was so screwed up it was messing

was better to let the alcohol hit me than lose my mind over what

time. I didn't want another pounding headache, and I definitely didn't want to look powerless

ma'am?" the bartender asked dumbly as he leaned

with the wine bottle next to me. Instead, I closed my

margarita," I repeated coldly. "Do I have to say

me of the one where I went before. Were they testing

He averted his eyes and prepared my