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

you when I'm ready

to finish my sentence

Azrael said coldly, yanking the chair in front of me as he

face again. If I didn't know what he did, I might've thought the real

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

compliment, but he didn't seem

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

reflection in the window, and his grin grew

you feel

made me want

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 back

might have Ash's face,

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

pointedly once the waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet. He's nothing

mock surprise. My lips parted slightly,

the kind of man you want to be with? Someone who does nothing but obey me?" Azrael added to ask,

wider, thinking I welcomed his touch. "Don't you want to be a queen?" he asked, his tone encouraging.

contain my reaction as I pulled my hand away. "You're still as crazy as ever,

Did he really think I'll fall for his tricks like what I did

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

he muttered

shut up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "That wasn't love. That

didn't love me. He wanted someone to add to his collection, someone he

to get what they want, even if it meant stepping

even had children with him. Just thinking about those fucking kids makes my blood boil." Hearing that nearly made me lose my composure. "Don't you dare lay a finger on my children, Azrael. I'm not the Sapphire you once