Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

At that moment, adrenaline surged through me. My entire body trembled, but my anger grew stronger.

My vision darkened as I stared at him. All I could see now was blood.

"No one owns me..." I growled through gritted teeth. "No one can claim me!"

Before I knew it, he punched me on the stomach. I had fallen to my knees as I felt the sharp pain. I closed my eyes and winced.

"Don't act like you don't like me," he said, kneeling before me and gently stroking my hair. "Just once, Sapphire. I just want to taste you. Why are you making this hard for both of us, huh?" "I don't want to hurt anyone. Don't do this..." I begged, gripping his arm with both hands.

I wasn't afraid of him anymore-I was afraid of myself. I feared what I might do to him, especially as my emotions spiraled out of control.

I remember everything from my childhood. I know how to fight, but I don't know how to control myself.

"Just once. I'll let you go after this."

That was it.

When his hand moved to my shoulder to rip my blouse, I grabbed his right hand and twisted it, catching him off guard. He tried to kick me, but I was too quick, dodging easily.

With all my strength, I forced his hand and the knife it held-toward his chest, stabbing him. His eyes widened in shock, and blood spilled from his mouth.

I could've stopped there. I could've run and escaped. But something in my mind told me not to let him live.

I stabbed him twice more everywhere-especially in the face. My lips curved into a sinister smile as his blood splattered on my blouse. It felt satisfying to see his lifeless body. And with that, I vowed that no one would ever see me as a pushover again.

***

The present...

After that night, I decided not to show myself in front of Ash again. God knows how much I wanted to talk to him, how much I craved answers to my questions. But I was scared-scared that if I did, it wouldn't just be me who'd get hurt. It might hurt him, too.

Ash already knew everything about what happened back then. That's why he was conflicted about his feelings for me. It was his cousin... and I killed him.

As I kept firing shots here at the shooting range in our hideout, I couldn't help but remember when Ash told me there was someone he loved more than anyone else-besides me. He didn't say who it was, but from the photo in his unit, I immediately knew it was Azrael.

Mason even confirmed that for me.

"So... you're saying you knew the whole situation?" I turned to look at Mason, who was seated behind me on the couch, watching my every move.

He nodded.

"And you didn't bother to tell me?" I snapped as I finished shooting and disassembled my gun, setting it aside. I also took off my headphones so I could hear him.

"Yes," he answered, his expression remaining neutral.noveldrama

But his eyes told a different story. When I looked into them, I saw regret for what he had done.

I averted my gaze as I walked toward him. I only returned my gaze when I sat beside him.

I couldn't handle the intensity of his stare. The fact that he initiated this meeting to explain what really happened that night made me proud of him.

He knew when to admit his mistakes. Not to be biased because he's my brother, but Mason is one of the most admirable men I know.

"And you covered up the whole situation for me?" I asked, this time in a softer voice.

Mason already told me the whole story, but what caught my attention was the fact that he covered up for what happened, and how he supported Ash's determination to find me, even when Ash didn't know me yet. Even though it happened years ago, it still felt surreal. How small the world had to be for us? Never in my life did I imagine that Prince-or Azrael, as was his real name-would turn out to be Ash's cousin. That's why they looked alike, though I didn't notice right away.

"All of this is my fault. Stop overthinking." Mason snapped me out of my thoughts. He ran his hand over my head, gently stroking it. "I understand that you're mad. It's okay."

I subtly hear the fear in his voice. I smiled, holding the hand that was still caressing my head.

How could I be mad when he had done all this to protect me?

"I'm not mad," I told him, my tone laced with sincerity. "I know it was the best you could do at the time. I'm thankful that you're my brother." "Liar," he teased.

"It's true!" I defended myself, but he just laughed.

Annoyed, I adjusted my posture and leaned back on the couch. Crossing my arms, I leaned my head against the cushion, closing my eyes to think.

Ash and I didn't have to remember that horrible past as we fell in love. Our love story started right-with no shadows from the past haunting us.

He also gave me two little children, my reason to keep going, even when it was hard to breathe back then.

But I'm not the one to decide. After all, I hurt Ash without even trying to hear his side.

"I didn't know he survived," I muttered to Mason as Azrael crossed my mind again. "I guess bad people really do have nine lives."

I never expected him to survive after I stabbed him that much. He wasn't breathing when I left, so I truly thought he was dead. Now, he's even seeking revenge against me.

If anyone should seek revenge, it's me. That fucker.

"You remember everything." It wasn't a question but a statement. "Did you pretend not to remember before?"

"No. I only remembered now," I told him. "The picture in Ash's unit triggered my mind to recall everything."

Whether it was accidental or a way to protect myself at the time, I couldn't deny that I killed his cousin. Of course, he would loathe me. Why won't he?

"What are you planning to do now?" he asked.

"I'll still have my revenge on him," I answered, the conviction in my voice clear.

Everything may be falling apart, but I'll stick to my plan. My family's lives-my twins, my mom-all depend on it. Nothing can stop me now.

"Your relationship with Ash will be in danger..." Mason whispered softly.

I sighed. "I know... and he will hate me more for what I'm planning to do."

It's impossible for us to be together now. Maybe I should just accept that fact so it won't hurt that much.