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 waiter approached,

you when I'm ready to

to finish

said coldly, yanking the chair in front of

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

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

backhanded compliment, but he didn't seem to

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

his reflection in the window, and his grin grew wider

Do I make you feel a certain way? Like butterflies

words made me want to puke.

who he was." Azrael's body tensed

Ash's face, but

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

once the waiter had left. "Ash is just my puppet. He's

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

that the kind of man you want to be with? Someone who does nothing

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

scoffed, unable to contain my reaction as I pulled my hand away.

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

queen is not a servant. A queen, like a king, has the power

he muttered and clenched his

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

me. He wanted someone to add to his collection,

him shouldn't exist. They'd do anything to get what they want, even if it meant stepping on

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