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.

down my jaw to my neck, teasingly light, as if he wanted

And I would.

to him, my legs wrapping around his waist as my hands gripped his neck. I was so ready for him, but as I was about to remove my clothes, he stopped, and I heard soft snores by

difficult-I'd seen

finished, I dressed him in a black t-shirt

huh?" I chuckled softly, wondering

on his forehead, knowing he

surprise, he murmured back, "I should hate you, but I love you. I

It should be my line. I should be the one forgiving him, so I

cause a scene here, so I

the door. I froze, and I finally understood why Ash thought he should hate

garden as my mom's photo with

was smiling genuinely, while a man of nearly the same height

picture, a

seemed like someone had printed those words and pasted them on the photo-perhaps to ensure he

to resurface the terror I had tried so hard

"It was him..."

and Prince. They

powerful back then; he's a part of the Coleman

drifting back to a photo

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

circumstances I endured, but there were even darker moments I

my life, whether I wanted him there or

***

Ten years ago...

I adjusted my shoe

moment, I thought the heel

possible, avoiding people as much as I could. But no matter how much I tried to stay out

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.

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

use this," he said,

black leggings. This isn't the right time for me to refuse

the first time, someone had