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

when I'm ready to order. I'm waiting for

finish my

yanking the chair in front of me as he

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

with a smirk. "You look good

but he didn't seem

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

reflection in the window, and his grin grew wider as if he was utterly fascinated by

you feel a certain way? Like butterflies

want

of who he was." Azrael's body tensed

Ash's face,

it was hard for me to tell them apart, but now, it's

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

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

with? Someone who does nothing but obey me?" Azrael

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. "Don't you want to be a queen?" he asked, his tone encouraging. "That's what

my hand away. "You're

really think I'll fall for his tricks like

servant. A queen, like a king, has the power to

bitch," he muttered

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

didn't love me. He wanted someone to add to

like him shouldn't exist. They'd do anything to get what

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