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."

my bullies,

to do nothing but pick on me now just looked at me from a distance. The three male

could finally review my lessons in peace, not worrying if someone would pour

Prince. He fulfilled his promise. He had said no one would

wanted was for me

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

I could trust him, I

like something dark was

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but everything

tone as I approached him at the bench-one of his favorite spots at

frowning as he probably noticed the anger

up, the confusion evident in

been bullied here!" I exclaimed. "That's why people kept harassing me even though I never

used to bully me, complaining that they already

didn't even realize how traumatizing those moments had been for me. It's why I struggled to make friends, always pretending to

worse when it came from

close to

reason I could think of why

it?" he answered as he stood up, running a hand through his

patience gone. "You're a sick,

stepped closer and grabbed my face, his hand

death glare unwavering even though

you to say that again, Sapphire," he whispered, his eyes shut

stand when he leaned in and sniffed it softly-as if he found it intoxicating. I wanted to

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

to switch schools for senior high. Just one more month-I only had to endure for

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