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.

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

"I'll call you when I'm ready to

able to finish

Azrael said coldly, yanking the chair in front

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

I told him with a smirk. "You look

a backhanded compliment, but he

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

window, and his grin grew wider as if he was utterly

effective, Sapphire? Do I make you feel a certain

want to puke. Fucking

I didn't 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

have Ash's face, but

hard for me to tell them apart, but

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

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

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

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

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

really think I'll fall for

has the power to rule," I

he muttered and clenched his

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

me. He wanted someone to add to his collection, someone

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

disbelief. "You even had children with him. Just thinking about those fucking kids makes my