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.

the waiter approached, handing me

you when I'm ready to order. I'm waiting for

to finish my sentence when someone

yanking the chair in front of

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

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

but he didn't seem to

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

grin grew wider as if he

Do I make you feel a

want to puke. Fucking

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

have Ash's face,

to tell them apart, but now, it's as

once the waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet. He's nothing but my servant, following my every

eyes, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. My lips

want to be with? Someone who does nothing but obey me?" Azrael added to ask, his

welcomed his touch.

scoffed, unable to contain my reaction as I pulled my hand away. "You're still as crazy as ever, aren't

think I'll fall for his

a queen is not a servant. A queen, like a king, has the power to

he muttered

shut

someone to add to his collection,

shouldn't exist. They'd do anything to get what they want, even if it meant stepping on

about those fucking kids makes my