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."

Prince did to my bullies, no one

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

again. I could finally review my lessons in peace, not worrying if someone would pour cold water on me, or someone around

He had said no one

for me to keep him company

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

I couldn't shake the feeling that it might all be a

something dark was

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like that, but everything crumbled when I

all," I told him in an angry tone as I approached him at the bench-one of his favorite spots at

frowning as he probably noticed the anger

in his

exclaimed. "That's why people kept harassing me

students who used to bully me,

I struggled to make friends, always pretending to be strong when I

it came from people

to get close to me?" I

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

he stood up, running a hand through his hair. "I've already got

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

and grabbed my

my death

dare you to say that again, Sapphire," he whispered, his eyes shut tightly as if

the hairs on my neck stand when he leaned in and sniffed it softly-as if he found it intoxicating.

think about running from me, Sapphire. I'm your Prince, your master... and you shall serve me wholeheartedly." That's when I

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