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.

menu, ma'am," the waiter approached, handing me a

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

able to finish my

chair in front of me

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

you," I told him with a smirk. "You look good with my lover's

compliment, but he

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

at his reflection in the window, and his grin grew

you feel a certain way? Like butterflies in

me want to puke.

of who he was." Azrael's

might have Ash's face,

was hard for me to tell them apart, but now, it's as easy

pointedly once the waiter had left.

surprise. My lips parted slightly, and I caught

kind of man you want to be with? Someone who

didn't pull away, and his grin grew wider, thinking I welcomed his touch. "Don't

pulled my hand away.

Did he really think I'll

a king, has the power to rule," I explained. "And you're right-I am a queen. But

up, bitch," he muttered

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

He wanted someone to add to

get

those fucking kids makes my blood boil." Hearing that nearly made me lose my composure. "Don't you dare lay a finger