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, no one dared come

from a distance. The three male students who tried to harass me last

in peace, not worrying if someone would pour cold water on me, or someone around the campus would grab me late at night

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

for me

with him while he drank alcohol. He never forced me to drink with him,

though he showed me I could trust him, I couldn't

something dark

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like that, but everything

it all," I told him in an angry tone as I approached him at the

at me, frowning as he probably noticed the

the confusion evident in his

people kept harassing me

to bully me, complaining

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

when it came

to get close to me?" I asked, the

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

it?" he answered as he stood up, running a hand through his hair. "I've already got you. My

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

and grabbed

endured it, my death glare unwavering even

say that again, Sapphire," he whispered, his

and sniffed it softly-as if he found

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

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

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