Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"It seems insincere, but okay, you're welcome," he replied, making me roll my eyes at him.

He walked closer to me but stopped abruptly when he noticed he was getting too close. He placed both hands in his pocket before gazing at the sky. I felt like a fire he always avoided. I really don't know why he keeps doing that.

"At least you know," I replied to him.

Instead of being offended, he laughed at what I said.

"Aren't you tired of being nice? Will it hurt you if you cut classes for the day? Your reason would be valid anyway," Ash asked.

He said that because I still have plans to go back to school even after what happened.

"It will hurt me because it will affect my grades negatively, Ash. And what? Valid? Unless someone dies or I die, no reason is valid enough to be absent."

Rich people don't understand why we care about our grades so much. For the poor like me, that's our only hope of escaping this cycle. The cycle of being poor and oppressed by others. This is the only key we have to reach the success we want.

"Does it matter if I'm here, though?" he asked me, making me turn to look at him.

I crossed my arms over my chest before facing him. "I just said eded a ride earlier. I don't need a companion."

"Tell that to yourself when you're no longer crying in front of me." Although his response was harsh, his voice was serious. I couldn't tell if he was angry with me or something else.

But if that's the case, why would he be mad at me?

Ah, is it because of Haze?

"F. uck." I couldn't help but curse when he threw a white handkerchief at me. "Where are your manners, Ash? If you're going to hand me something, do it properly."

Still, I picked up the handkerchief he had thrown at my face.

"Wipe your tears. I hate seeing women cry," he said seriously, causing me to burst out laughing.

"Did I hear that right?" I pretended to clean my ears to annoy him. "You make women cry, Ash. Stop trying to be a good person. You're not."

"You're harsh for someone I just helped earlier, don't you think?" he asked in amazement, shaking his head slightly.

"I know."

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"Anyway, am I sick or something since you're always avoiding me, Ash?" I asked him. "It's not like I don't want it, though. But I'm really curious. Are you just crazy or naturally moody?"

"I don't want to cross the line as I try not to sin because of you," he answered.

Instead of answering my question, he just made me more confused with his response. He knows how to confuse me, doesn't he?

I was supposed to ask him why, but I didn't get to say it because he suddenly walked up to me and turned to face me.

"What are you-"

I couldn't finish my sentence when he leaned in and kissed me. It was aggressive yet gentle. I don't know how those two powerful words merge at the same time, but all I know is that... Ash was trying to enter his tongue into my mouth. He quickly succeeded when he angled my head to deepen our kiss. I couldn't help but close my eyes because of what he was doing to me.

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I know I should push him away, right? But damn, Sapphire. Why am I kissing him back?

Before I knew it, my hands were wrapped around his neck, and my legs were around his waist.

"Ah..." I moaned softly when he sat me down on the sand and deepened our kiss again.

His hands were traveling along my waist. Just like when we were in the library, they moved up and down.

It was seductive and frustrating at the same time. He was the one kissing me, but it felt like I was the one being teased.

I wanted to ask him for more, but I know it's forbidden.

"S. hit," I muttered under my breath as his hands gripped my right breast a bit.

An unfamiliar sensation traveled through my body as it was the first time I felt this kind of feeling.

But that was also the reason I quickly opened my eyes and pushed him away with all my strength.

"That sin." He seemed drunk based on how he looked at me.

It looked like he wanted more, and I avoided his gaze because I was afraid his eyes would reflect mine.

"That's what I'm trying to avoid, Sapphire. Because you're too kind, and I hate you for that. You tried to fight once, but that's where it ends."

He was sweating as he said that. I saw him quickly glance at my neck down to my chest, but he immediately looked away before cursing under his breath.

"If you really hate me that much, then protect me," I demanded without hesitation.

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"Why would I protect something that wasn't mine?" he replied, placing both hands on my side and leaning his face closer to mine.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked him, tilting my head while trying to figure out why he said that.

I shouldn't have asked. I should have run away from him.

"Be mine, Sapphire," he said as he gave me a peck on my lips.

It was a shallow kiss but addictive. It felt like his lips were poison I shouldn't drink. I am becoming addicted to a poison I shouldn't even have.

"So I will be able to protect you." Again, he claimed my lips, like it was his way to mark me and claim me.

"You like that, baby?" Ash whispered as he parted his lips from mine. "Oh, I guess I don't need to ask. I can clearly see from your reaction that you liked my kiss, Sapphire..."

I was panting as I stared at him. God can be unfair sometimes. Even though Ash was sweaty, he still looked so handsome. Meanwhile, as for me... no, I won't even describe myself. I didn't look good at all. I was crying earlier, and now, I was sweating a lot because of this devil in front of me.

"Answer me, Sapphire." He grabbed my chin, but I quickly slapped his hand away to get him to release me.

"Damn you, Ash." I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring at him. "That's my answer. No one can own me, not even you," I said, trying to say it with conviction, and I was glad I did.

I didn't even stutter or hesitate as I said it.