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.

waiter approached,

widened. "I'll call you when I'm ready to

wasn't able to finish my

coldly, yanking the chair in front of

when I saw Azrael's face again. If I didn't know what he did, I might've thought the real Ash was

with a smirk.

was a backhanded compliment, but he didn't seem to

these days," he said smugly, touching his cheek. "And I

at his reflection in the window, and his grin grew wider as if he was utterly fascinated by what he

you feel a certain way? Like butterflies in your

words made me want to puke. Fucking

you know, I didn't love 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 fists clenched. He glared at me, his jaw tightening as if he was holding

might have Ash's face, but his presence screamed

tell them apart, but now, it's as

waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet.

I widened my eyes, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.

who does nothing but

hand resting on the table, lightly caressing the back 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

I pulled my

by my words. Did he really think I'll fall for his tricks like what I did

all, a queen is not a servant. A queen, like a king, has the power to rule," I explained.

muttered and clenched his

told me you loved me, and now you want me to shut up?" I asked, raising

He wanted someone to add to his collection, someone

get what they want,

my cousin?" Azrael asked in disbelief. "You even had children with him. Just thinking about those fucking kids makes my blood boil." Hearing that nearly made