Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 149: It’s Impossible For Us To Be Together Now.

At that moment, adrenaline surged through me. My entire body trembled, but my anger grew stronger.

My vision darkened as I stared at him. All I could see now was blood.

"No one owns me..." I growled through gritted teeth. "No one can claim me!"

Before I knew it, he punched me on the stomach. I had fallen to my knees as I felt the sharp pain. I closed my eyes and winced.

"Don't act like you don't like me," he said, kneeling before me and gently stroking my hair. "Just once, Sapphire. I just want to taste you. Why are you making this hard for both of us, huh?" "I don't want to hurt anyone. Don't do this..." I begged, gripping his arm with both hands.

I wasn't afraid of him anymore-I was afraid of myself. I feared what I might do to him, especially as my emotions spiraled out of control.

I remember everything from my childhood. I know how to fight, but I don't know how to control myself.

"Just once. I'll let you go after this."

That was it.

When his hand moved to my shoulder to rip my blouse, I grabbed his right hand and twisted it, catching him off guard. He tried to kick me, but I was too quick, dodging easily.

With all my strength, I forced his hand and the knife it held-toward his chest, stabbing him. His eyes widened in shock, and blood spilled from his mouth.

I could've stopped there. I could've run and escaped. But something in my mind told me not to let him live.

I stabbed him twice more everywhere-especially in the face. My lips curved into a sinister smile as his blood splattered on my blouse. It felt satisfying to see his lifeless body. And with that, I vowed that no one would ever see me as a pushover again.

***

The present...

God knows how much I wanted to talk to him, how much I craved answers to my questions. But I was scared-scared that if I did, it wouldn't just be me who'd get hurt. It might hurt

about what happened back then. That's why he was conflicted about his

someone he loved more than anyone else-besides me. He didn't say who it was, but from the photo in his unit, I immediately knew it was

confirmed that

at Mason, who was seated behind me on the couch,

He nodded.

shooting and disassembled my gun, setting it aside. I also took off my

he answered, his

told a different story. When I looked into them, I saw regret for what

walked toward him. I only returned

The fact that he initiated this meeting to explain what really happened

Not to be biased because he's my brother, but

me?" I asked,

already told me the whole story, but what caught my attention was the fact that he covered up for what happened, and how he supported Ash's determination to find me, even when Ash didn't know me yet. Even though it happened years ago, it still felt surreal. How small the world had to be for us? Never in my life did I imagine that Prince-or Azrael, as was his real name-would turn out to be Ash's cousin. That's why they looked alike, though I didn't notice

snapped me out of my thoughts. He ran his

subtly hear the fear in his voice. I smiled, holding the

mad when he had done

him, my tone laced with sincerity. "I know it was the best you could do at the time. I'm thankful that

I defended myself, but he just

on the couch. Crossing my arms,

remember that horrible past as we fell in love. Our love story started right-with no

two little children, my reason to keep going,

one to decide. After all, I hurt Ash without even trying to