Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 148: You’re Mine. Only Mine!

Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and kissed it lightly. Shocked, I pulled away, making his grin widen.

"You're different from all the other girls," he murmured. "And even if you ignore me now, I'm sure the day will come when you'll beg to be near me."

No. Trusting him would be a ridiculous choice. It seems like I need to be more careful with him around than the bullies I have in this school.

"I don't need salvation," I told him in a cold tone as I left.

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I thought I could endure everything, but the bullying only worsened as time went by.

It wasn't just petty pranks anymore. I was now running for my life as three drunken male students chased me. They looked like they wanted to make me their prey.

This was the third time it had happened, and I felt like I was losing my mind.

I hid behind a wall, clutching my chest as I tried to catch my breath. "Somebody, please help me..."

As if in answer to my silent plea, Prince, who was wearing a red-and-black checkered shirt, appeared.

His gaze swept over me, from my sweat-drenched forehead to the torn collar of my shirt, which exposed part of my neck.

"Please... stop them," I whispered, my voice trembling as I fought back tears.

He smirked. "Sure."

Moments later, the air was filled with the anguished screams of my pursuers. When he returned, his clothes were soaked in blood.

"I told you," he said with a chilling smile, grabbing my wrist. "One day, you'll come running to me."

did to my bullies, no

do nothing but pick on me now just looked at me from a distance.

a normal life again. I could finally review my lessons in peace, not worrying if someone would pour cold water

fulfilled his promise. He had said no one would dare touch me again if I agreed to what he

difficult. All he wanted was for me

the park, or I'd stay with him while he drank alcohol. He never forced me to drink with him, so I

him, I couldn't shake the feeling that it

dark was

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went by like that, but everything crumbled when

an angry tone as I approached him at the bench-one of

frowning as he probably noticed the anger in my

confusion evident in his

been bullied here!" I exclaimed. "That's why people kept harassing

everything. I overheard the other students who used to bully me, complaining

I struggled to make friends, always pretending to be strong when I wasn't, constantly scared someone would

it came from

do all this just to get close to me?" I asked,

could think of why

say yes? What can you even do about it?" he answered as he stood up, running a hand through his hair.

my fists, my patience gone. "You're a sick,

and grabbed my face, his

death glare unwavering even though

whispered, his eyes shut tightly as

my neck stand when he leaned in and sniffed it softly-as if he found it intoxicating. I wanted to call for help, but it was just the two

as you're mine, I don't care if I'm a sick, manipulative bastard." He released me with a slight push. "Don't even think about running from

I planned to switch schools for senior high. Just one

the time, making sure Prince couldn't find me. I befriended the teachers and often stayed in the faculty room. He couldn't use his