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, handing

you when I'm ready to

wasn't able to finish my sentence when

coldly, yanking the chair in

didn't know

with a smirk. "You look good

was a backhanded compliment, but he didn't seem

is amazing these days," he said smugly, touching his cheek. "And I badly missed how

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

you feel a certain way?

me want to

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 back

Ash's face, but

hard for me to tell them apart,

in love with him," he said pointedly once the waiter had left. "Ash is

surprise. My lips

of man you want to be with? Someone who

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

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

think I'll fall for his tricks like what I did

is not a servant. A queen, like a king, has the power to rule," I explained. "And you're

up, bitch," he muttered and clenched his

now you want me to shut up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

someone to add to his collection, someone he could treat as

do anything to get what they want, even

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