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."

everyone knew what Prince did to my bullies,

but pick on me now just looked at me from a distance. The three

that time, I felt relieved. I could live a normal life again. I could finally review my lessons in peace, not worrying if someone would pour

had said no one would dare touch me

even that difficult. All he wanted was for me to keep him company on days

would sit with him while he napped in the park, or I'd stay with him while he drank alcohol. He never forced

I

felt like something dark was hidden

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like that, but everything crumbled when

in an angry tone as

at me, frowning as he probably noticed the anger in

confusion evident in his face.

the reason I've been bullied here!" I exclaimed. "That's why people

used to bully me, complaining that they already lost their earnings now that they don't

even realize how traumatizing those moments had been for me. It's why I struggled to make friends, always

it came from people I trusted the

all this just to get close to me?" I asked, the pain evident in my

I could think of why he'd put me through this-but it was

you even do about it?" he answered as he stood up, running a hand through his hair. "I've

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

he stepped closer and grabbed

hurt, but I endured it, my death glare unwavering

Sapphire," he whispered, his eyes shut tightly as if trying to control his

in and sniffed it softly-as if he found it intoxicating. I wanted to call for help,

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 me, Sapphire. I'm your Prince, your master... and you shall serve me wholeheartedly." That's when I realized he

senior high. Just one more month-I only had to

befriended the teachers and often stayed in the faculty room. He couldn't use his power