Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

They could've gotten someone to act like Ash. Many people have the power to do that; Simon, Silver, or even the politicians Senator Windwood last spoke with. There are so many possibilities, and I need to eliminate some of them.

When I saw my car in the parking lot, I immediately walked toward it. I was about to get inside when I stopped.

Once again, I saw a white broken vase in front of the car door. It's the same flower vase the impostor threw at me at the Coleman mansion.

Everything I thought earlier was wrong. The impostor wasn't acting on someone's command. Maybe they have a personal goal to achieve with me. But why me?

I was lost in thought until I noticed a small piece of paper attached to the vase. I picked it up and read it.

[Do you know the symbolism of a broken vase, honey?]

That was the first sentence of the letter. I raised an eyebrow before continuing to read.

[No matter how many times you tell yourself you're strong and stable, you're still the same Sapphire I knew. Fragile, vulnerable, and that scared little puppy who begged me to save your life in the past.] What?

[Stop pretending you can escape me. You belong with me, and you know it. It's time to end this game and take the journey I've planned for us. I am your everything-your master, your salvation.] [I'm giving you one last chance. Don't make me regret it.]

As I finished reading that worthless letter, I didn't hesitate to crumple it, tear it into pieces, and throw it away.

But even that wasn't enough for me. I smashed the paper on the ground and stomped on every piece of it. The torn pieces scattered across the floor, but I didn't stop stomping until I got tired. Only then did I calm down... a little.

My rational thoughts were gone. I didn't care if there were other clues I could've gotten from that paper. I didn't even care about the paper, the handwriting, or when the letter was written. All I wanted was to get it out of my sight.

I wanted to erase from my mind everything I had read. That letter triggered memories I had tried so hard to bury.

Memories of a time when everyone called me a loser, a pathetic, weak bitch... when everyone gaslit my emotions as if I were a rock incapable of feeling anything.

It was a time when people didn't respect boundaries and intentionally crossed my limits.

"Fuck!"

I grabbed my hair in frustration and leaned against the wall, avoiding the sight of that vase. What does this person want?

"Are you here, watching me? Don't be a coward! Show yourself!" I screamed.

I knew it. Someone was here, watching me from a distance. I might not be entirely sure, but I could feel it. This is why I can't go near my kids. I can't even call them, even if I want to.

I constantly monitor them on my CCTV. I always sigh in relief when I see them playing at home, but that doesn't mean my anxiety fades away. As long as this person is here and disrupting my life, I will never have peace. That's why I need to end this.

I'm on the verge of losing my sanity because of what this person is doing to my life. I wasted five years chasing someone I shouldn't have.

That person played with me, toyed with my mind and sanity, and manipulated everyone around me.

I leaned into my car to retrieve my gun from the glove compartment. "Stop these games. We're not children. Show yourself and let's end this now!"

My voice echoed throughout the parking lot. I could hear it reverberating back to me, filling every corner of the space.

No one stopped me because there weren't many people around-it was early morning, after all.

The area was dimly lit, with only a few lights and parked cars. I didn't know what kind of security Haze had in this place, but it seemed weak.

I thought this because someone had managed to sneak in and leave a broken vase.novelbin

"Where are you?" I spoke again, but there was no response.

I was exhausted. Everything was a mess. I didn't even know how to face Ash after everything. He might think I'm stupid for never believing him.

He's been telling me the truth whenever he had the chance, but I chose to ignore him. Not once did he lie to me, even though I constantly accused him of being a terrible person.

It turns out, I was the one making things harder for him. Maybe when he said he lived in hell because of me, he was telling the truth about his experience over the past five years. Perhaps that's why he didn't want to talk about it. My heart ached with every passing second as I thought about it.

I was pulled back to reality when my phone rang. It was another unregistered number.

But I already knew who it was.

I glanced around before answering the call.

"Why would I stop playing?" the voice greeted me. "This is who I am. I love playing games... I loved playing with you."

I clenched my fists as my breathing grew heavier. He's here. I need to find him.

"Who the fuck are you?" I snapped, annoyance thick in my tone.

I closed my car door and started walking. The silence in the parking lot was broken only by the sound of my heels clicking against the concrete.

I intentionally made my footsteps louder, hoping to pressure him into reacting-moving, giving away his position.

If I could get him to act on impulse, maybe I could find him and shoot him with the gun gripped tightly in my right hand.

"Stop asking that question." He chuckled. "You already know who I am. Stop playing dumb."

I closed my eyes, trying to pinpoint where the sound was coming from. But fuck it. All I could hear was silence.

Whoever this person was, I had to be careful. He knew everything-even secrets I'd never shared.

He also knew about someone else I once knew. A man who, like him, loved playing games.

I stopped walking, tilting my head back to scan for good hiding spots. There was a high chance he was concealed somewhere. My grip on the gun tightened.

I had waited five years for this moment, training tirelessly to control my emotions and sharpen my skills.

Yet now, a part of the old me was resurfacing-the impulsive Sapphire who acted recklessly when provoked.

"You're using someone else again," I said coldly. "I don't know how you know all this, but stop dragging people into your mess, you fucker."

Hadn't it been enough when he used Ash? How many more lives would he manipulate just to break me?