Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 147: You Can Call Me Prince

I also laid out a shirt, shorts, and boxers on the small couch. He needed to change.

I couldn't help but wonder why Ash drank so much. Was he dealing with something serious? Is he thinking about something?

"It's none of my business," I muttered. "Just help him out and leave."

"Sapphire..." he murmured as I unbuttoned his polo shirt.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't worry. I'm not planning anything inappropriate. Don't flatter yourself."

Even drunk and with his eyes closed, I could see the smirk spreading across his face. He even grabbed my hand, which I smacked away.

My movements were anything but gentle. Serves him right for getting drunk and bothering me.

"What? I'm so disappointed," he mumbled, opening his eyes. "I want you to do something bad to me."

I froze and swallowed hard. His lustful gaze coursed through me, igniting a heat I couldn't ignore.

This isn't good. I didn't come here to lose control.

But his eyes were so inviting.

I've been with countless men over the past five years, letting them touch me, please me. Yet no one ever made me feel the way Ash does. Only he drives me crazy. When it comes to him, I lose all my restraint.

It's always been him.

"W-What the fuck are you talking about?" I tried to mask my feelings with anger.

However, that facade crumbled when he suddenly sat up and pulled me onto his lap.

Without a warning, Ash kissed me. I moaned hard as I tasted the alcohol there.

"Ash-"

"Sshh," he stopped me from speaking.

teasingly light, as if he wanted

And I would.

I was so ready for him, but as I was about to remove my clothes, he stopped, and I heard soft snores by my ear.

undressing him and cleaning him up. It wasn't difficult-I'd

him in

huh?" I chuckled

a kiss on his forehead, knowing he wouldn't remember this. "I

"I should hate you, but I love you. I

the one forgiving him, so I really don't understand where his frustration and

here, so I stood up and attempted to

picture frame by the door. I froze, and I finally understood why Ash thought he should

Ash with someone else, taken in the same garden as my

smiling genuinely, while a man of nearly the same height had his hand resting firmly on Ash's

the bottom of the picture, a caption

printed those words and pasted them

enough to resurface the terror I had tried so hard to bury over the years. Decades were not enough to erase the memories of

"It was him..."

Prince. They are

that's why he was so powerful back then; he's a part of the

softly, my thoughts drifting back to a photo I'd seen at Mason's house during

except his face wasn't visible back then. Now,

circumstances I

when Prince forced his way into my life, whether I

***

Ten years ago...

as I adjusted my

while walking, and for a moment, I thought the heel had snapped.

no matter how much I tried to stay out of trouble, people found ways

grimaced as my soaked uniform was now reeking of a bad smell, yet I didn't have any choice but to leave the bathroom in this state. I stepped out of the bathroom,

the school gate, resigned to skipping my next class, when a guy suddenly grabbed

and use this," he said, handing me a

t-shirt and black leggings. This isn't

first time, someone had come