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 me a

when I'm

to finish my sentence when

chair in front

Azrael's face again. If I didn't know what he did, I might've

told him with a smirk. "You

a backhanded compliment, but he didn't seem to

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

reflection in the window, and his grin grew

make you feel a certain way?

want

him because of who he was." Azrael's body tensed and his fists clenched. He glared at me, his jaw

face,

for me to tell them apart,

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

really?" I widened my eyes, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. My lips parted slightly, and

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

lightly caressing the back of my palm. I didn't pull away, and his grin grew wider, 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

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

really think I'll fall for his

has the power to

he muttered and clenched

loved me, and now you want me to shut up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "That wasn't

someone to add to

to get what they want, even if it meant

yet you 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 dare lay a finger on my children,