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,

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

finish my sentence

chair in

I didn't know what he did, I might've thought the real Ash was sitting in front of

a smirk. "You look good with my

a backhanded compliment, but he

smugly, touching his cheek. "And I badly missed how

grin grew wider as if he was utterly fascinated

Do I make you feel

words made me want to puke. Fucking

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

me to tell them apart, but

he said pointedly once the waiter had left. "Ash is

raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.

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

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 me...

as I pulled my hand away. "You're

by my words. Did he really think

a servant. A queen, like a king, has the power to rule," I explained. "And you're right-I am a queen. But I don't need a

he muttered and

loved me, and now you want me to shut up?"

to add to his collection, someone

to get what they want, even if

in disbelief. "You 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