Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 150: Until One Of Us Is Gone

"Can you leave for a moment? I want to be alone," I requested.

Mason nodded and walked out of the room.

Alone, I let myself be vulnerable, tears streaming down my face. I leaned back on the couch and covered my eyes with one arm.

My sobs echoed through the empty room. Just when I thought I could have a normal life and return to him, the world slammed me with the reality that we could never be together. He hates me, and I can't change that. Not when what he believes is true.

Should I explain what really happened that night?

"Right. I should," I told myself as I reached for my phone and called him. But a realization hit me, like a bucket of cold water pouring over me.

It shouldn't be Ash I called.

It was Azrael.

Unbeknownst to me, I was already dialing Azrael's number using the one he recently used to contact me, but he wasn't answering.

Instead of calling again, I texted him to meet me at dinnertime. I planned when and where we would meet.

I had no dirty tricks up my sleeve. Now that I knew it was Azrael I was up against, I realized I needed to be careful.

He's a Coleman, after all. He knows the ins and outs of the mafia, has countless connections, and I'm sure he has many cards left to play.

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Now, here I am at the restaurant. It's been ten minutes since I started waiting, but I trust my instincts. I know he'll show up.

ma'am," the waiter approached,

when I'm ready to order. I'm

able to finish my sentence

the chair in front of me

face again. If I didn't know what he did,

didn't recognize you," I told him with a

a backhanded compliment, but he didn't seem

days," he said smugly, touching his cheek. "And I badly missed how you called me by that

and his grin grew wider as if he was utterly fascinated

it effective, Sapphire? Do I make you feel a certain way? Like butterflies in

words made me want to puke. Fucking

Ash just because of his appearance," I answered, raising an eyebrow. "I loved him because of who he was." Azrael's body tensed and his

Ash's face, but

it was hard for me to tell them apart, but

him," he said pointedly once the waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet.

an eyebrow in mock surprise. My lips parted slightly, and I caught him glancing at

Someone who does nothing but obey me?" Azrael added to

of my palm. I didn't pull away, and his grin grew wider, thinking I welcomed his touch. "Don't you want to be a queen?" he asked, his tone encouraging. "That's what you deserve. You'll be my queen, and you'll serve

reaction as I pulled my hand away. "You're still as

he really think I'll fall for his tricks like

power to

up, bitch," he muttered

me you loved me, and now you want me to shut up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "That wasn't love. That was

someone to add to his collection, someone he could treat

to get what they want, even if it meant

yet you fucked with my cousin?" Azrael asked in disbelief. "You even had children with him. Just thinking about those fucking kids makes my blood boil."