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 one dared come near me

now just looked at me from a distance. The three male students who tried to

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

fulfilled his promise. He had said no one would dare touch me

he wanted was for me to keep

sit with him while he napped in the park, or I'd stay with him while he drank alcohol. He

I could trust him, I couldn't shake the feeling

felt like something dark was hidden beneath

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that, but everything crumbled when I discovered something about

in an angry tone as I approached him at

looked at me, frowning as he probably noticed

in his face. "What are you

why people kept harassing me

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

I struggled to make friends,

worse when it came

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

only reason I could think of why he'd put me

answered as he stood up, running a hand through his

clenched my fists, my patience

grabbed my face,

it, my death glare unwavering even

whispered, his eyes shut tightly as if trying

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

think about running from me,

I planned to switch schools for senior high. Just

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