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.

ma'am," the waiter approached,

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

able to finish my sentence

off," Azrael said coldly, yanking the chair

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

a smirk. "You look good with my lover's face...

compliment, but

these 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 wider as if

I make you feel a certain way? Like butterflies in your

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 his

face, but his presence screamed

for me to tell them apart, but now,

love with him," he said pointedly once the waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet. He's nothing

eyebrow in mock surprise. My lips parted slightly, and

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

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

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

really think I'll

power to rule," I explained. "And you're right-I am

up, bitch," he muttered and clenched

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

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

like him shouldn't exist. They'd do anything to get

fucked with my cousin?" Azrael asked 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