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.

trailed down my jaw to my neck, teasingly light, as

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. "Great," I

cleaning him up. It wasn't difficult-I'd seen his body

him

chuckled softly,

planted a kiss on his forehead, knowing he wouldn't

to my surprise, he murmured back, "I should

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

want to cause a scene here, so I stood up and

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

in the same garden as my

smiling genuinely, while a man of nearly the

of the picture, a caption read:

pasted

terror I had tried so

"It was him..."

They

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

to a photo I'd seen at Mason's

this one, except his face wasn't visible back then. Now, every memory is coming

already been dark because of the circumstances I endured, but there were even darker

when Prince forced his way into my life, whether I wanted him

***

Ten years ago...

as I adjusted my shoe inside the

had twisted my ankle earlier while walking, and for a moment, I thought

as I could. But no matter how much I tried to

water over me, and much to my bad luck, I have an injured ankle. I 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,

my next class, when a guy suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the shower room

this," he said, handing me

took it afterward. Inside was a black t-shirt and black leggings. This

someone had come