Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

The silence eloped in between as we hugged each other. Though I know how much she loves me, the pain she unknowingly gave me won't fade easily. "Alright, Mom, get some rest." I stood up and adjusted my clothes. "And always remember this. I love you so much, and I'm really proud of you." Mom smiled, and I reciprocated it as I walked back to the room. At that moment, my smile disappeared. I closed my eyes as I thought about everything. It seemed like my mom was happy with what I said, and it was true. No matter how hard it is to love her, I would still choose her as my mother.

Maybe it's because of her past that we're so close now. It's amazing to think that, despite where I came from, she chose to raise me.

Yet, it's hard for me to accept that at one point in her life, she considered aborting me. I tried to push that thought away earlier while she was telling me her story, but it was one of the things that stood out the most. Hearing your own mother say she didn't want you to be born is like having a gun pointed at your head, and she just pulled the trigger.

I understand why, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

"It's... painful," I muttered, the pain evident in my tone, and tears quickly flowed from my eyes.

I covered my mouth with both hands as I sat on the floor, trying to stifle my sobs so my mom wouldn't hear me outside.

It felt like I was alone again, with no one to share my feelings with.

But when I saw Ash calling me, I forgot that I wasn't alone anymore.

"H-Hey..." I greeted him, my voice cracking.

"You're crying."

It wasn't a question, but a statement.

"I cried," I admitted, but yes, I was almost done crying when he called. "It would be nonsense to deny it to you anymore. You seem pretty sure about what you said."

I was annoyed because it seemed like I had been crying a lot lately and letting my emotions out. I wasn't like this.

I must get back on track as soon as possible. There are things I need to deal with after graduation, like handling unfinished business... or seeking revenge on my own.

"Why, baby?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. "What's the problem? Do you want me to come get you? I can go to your house right now."

I smiled. "No, I'm fine. You're taking care of your internship again, right? It would be a hassle for you."

I turned my phone on speaker before placing it on the table. I was about to clean my room and organize my review materials for the board exams after my graduation.

"As long as it's for you, it's not a hassle," Ash told me, the sincerity evident in his voice. "Wait for like... fifteen minutes. I'll come get you."

"No, Ash. I'm really alright." I started taking out my storage box where I keep my past exams, review materials, and quizzes. "Just telling me how your day went is enough for me." "My day?" I heard him groan.

It seemed like he was annoyed by my question, so I asked. "Why?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered Haze." I couldn't see him, but I knew he was shaking his head while rubbing his temple. "That fucking bastard. He even came here earlier just to tell me he's sulking because I haven't been replying to him." I could feel the frustration in every word Ash uttered, which made me burst out laughing while listening to his story.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

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"Who is he, your boyfriend?" I asked, grinning.

"If only he weren't my friend... He's such a headache." I laughed again, hearing Ash being frustrated with Ash. "Anyway, how about you, baby?"

I smiled. "My day went fine and exciting. Evangeline and I took our graduation pictures earlier, and then Mason and Haze showed up. They annoyed Evangeline to death."

We laughed after that before moving on to another topic. Every time I'm with Ash, it feels like time flies by so fast.

Earlier, I was crying, but now, I couldn't stop smiling because Ash was making me so happy. He's not usually this talkative, yet he was trying to distract me from the pain I was feeling. Just by doing that, I already appreciated him so much.

"It's late," I said, looking at the time. "Maybe you should go to sleep and finish your internship... so you can come back to me."

ver thought I'd be able to say that over the phone. Of course, I miss him as much as he misses me, but I promised myself I wouldn't be a distraction to his studies.

"Sapphire..." He was speechless, and I knew that.

"I love you, Ash. Goodnight and sweet dreams."

I ended the call.

This is what it feels like to be Ash's girlfriend. I always feel safe when I'm with him.

I just hope he's being loyal to me. Now that I've heard about our parents' past, I can't help but wonder if history will repeat itself...

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I HAD a peaceful sleep that night, but ver thought that as soon as I wake up, my mom was already waiting for me.

"Break up with Ash," she said, and ver thought this is the first sentence I'll hear for this day.

As my eyes were still half-closed, mom stood there staring at me with her hands on her hips.

"Why would I do that?" I asked, my eyes still half-closed.

"Because you shouldn't be with him!"

She was freaking out so early in the morning, and I couldn't help but cover my ears. I only removed my hands once I was sure she wouldn't scream again.

"The reason I told you everything is so you'd wake up, but what are you doing?!" mom asked again, her tone filled with rage.

I stood up and went to the kitchen so I could wash my face, and mom followed me."

"We should be angry at Mason's dad, mom. Not Ash," I told her as I dried my face using my shirt.

"No, you should be cautious of the Coleman family," she muttered with intimidation. "They're planning to kill you."

I grinned. "I know that, Mom. But don't worry. I won't die."

And even if I do, I'll make sure to find out the truth first.

My life now is all about choosing between two options: To kill or be killed.

And I will choose the first one.