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 menu, ma'am," the waiter approached, handing

when I'm ready

able to finish my

the chair in front of me as he sat

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

I told him with a smirk. "You look good with

but

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

grin grew wider as if he was utterly

feel a certain way?

made me want to

eyebrow. "I loved him because of who he was." Azrael's body tensed and his fists clenched. He glared

Ash's face, but his presence

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

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

widened my eyes, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. My

Someone who does nothing but

hand resting on the table, lightly caressing the back of my palm. I didn't pull away, and his grin grew wider, thinking I welcomed his touch.

I pulled my hand away. "You're still as crazy as ever, aren't

by my words. Did he really think I'll fall for his tricks like what I

power to rule," I explained. "And

he muttered

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

wanted someone to add to his collection, someone he

get what they want, even

fucking kids makes my blood boil." Hearing that nearly made me lose my composure. "Don't you dare lay