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 about

come to me willingly," he said with unsettling confidence. "You'll follow me without me

"That won't happen."

myself I could figure this out. No matter how similar they looked, there had to be a

copy has a weakness, something that sets it apart from

could I uncover his true identity when

raising an eyebrow. "You can't even

widened, knowing he had

grip on the

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

who looks like your

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

the bullet had hit, knowing full

It's a

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

felt more powerless than ever. I had waited long for this moment, only to lose control

think that doubting Ash was the most foolish thing I'd

It couldn't be true.

Could it?

him years ago... didn't

***

"ONE MARGARITA, please."

overwhelming urge to get wasted

the alcohol hit me than lose my mind over what

decided against repeating the mistake I made last time. I didn't want another pounding headache, and I definitely didn't

dumbly as he leaned closer to

wine bottle next to me. Instead, I closed

repeated coldly. "Do I have to say it

this? It reminded me of the one where

eyes and prepared my