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, handing me a

when I'm ready to order.

able to finish my sentence

coldly, yanking the chair in front of me as

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

you," I told him with a smirk. "You look good with my

compliment, but

cheek. "And I badly missed how you called me

in the window, and his grin grew wider as if he

feel a certain way? Like

made me want

love Ash just because of his appearance," I answered, raising an eyebrow. "I loved him because of who he was." Azrael's body tensed and

face, but his presence

me to tell them apart, but now,

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

raising an eyebrow in mock surprise. My lips parted slightly, and I caught him glancing at

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

pull away, and his grin grew wider, thinking I welcomed his touch. "Don't you want to

reaction as I pulled my hand

stunned by my words. Did he really think

like a king, has the power to rule," I explained.

muttered and clenched

me to shut up?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "That wasn't love. That was an

He wanted someone to add to

anything to get what they want, even if it

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