Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Even though I wanted to step back, I couldn't.

Ash had his arms around my back, and I could feel his breath on my neck. It was too sensual. His breath was pulling me into something carnal that I shouldn't be going towards.

His gaze grew darker as it traveled from my eyes down to my lips, but after that, he let go of me and moved away as if my gaze had burned him.

"That's why I'm here now. I'm also looking for someone to fool around with. I'm really in need," he said and forced a laugh, but I just frowned at him before walking away.

I didn't know if Mason was still in school or if he had already gone home, but I would still try to find him.

"Hey, I was just kidding. You're already in front of me," Ash said while following me. "I haven't seen you for a long time because of the suspension you gave me. Two weeks was too harsh."

"It was supposed to be one month. Not two weeks." I stopped walking to point that out at him. "And what the fuck? You're inside the school premises. Does this school look like a motel to you?"

"Two weeks means five days and one month means two weeks. That's my own time," he proudly said as he looked around. "Anyway, I was expecting that I'd see you getting bullied, which is why I'm here." He pointed to himself. "I was supposed to save you, like a prince charming."

"I don't need a charming prince because I am not a fucking princess, Coleman."

He really knew how to push my buttons. First, he was telling me that I'm a good girl, and now, a princess?

"Suit yourself. I'm busy," I told Ash.

I quickened my pace to get to the Engineering department, but I stopped walking when I saw Mason driving out of the University on his black motorcycle.

I easily recognized him because he wasn't wearing a helmet while driving, the same as the woman behind him.

Her arms were wrapped around Mason's waist. She was smiling as she talked. They passed by Ash and me quickly, but that didn't stop me from recognizing who she is.

It was Evangeline.

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That question lingered in my mind until I went to the library to read some books.

"Damn. This is giving me a headache" I placed the book aside for a moment.

I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair to rest my mind for a moment.

I've been with Evangeline for the past few years. We've always been in the same class because we're in the star section of the accountancy department, but this is the first time I've seen her with someone... a guy, to be specific. And it wasn't just any guy. It was Mason Parker.

"Wicked bitch." I chuckled as I played with the pen I was holding in my right hand; this was one of the pens Evangeline gave me.

No wonder she was asking me the other day what my relationship with Mason was. Is she jealous because Mason helped me last time?

Right now, I'm thinking about her true motive for helping me. Is she really kind, or is this another one of her plans to ruin me? But one thing is for sure.

"The rich are only for the rich," I muttered before sighing and picking up the book I had set aside earlier to continue reading.

If they're really dating, the students here will cheer them on. They're both rich and influential. Mason is wealthier, but they're still on the same level... while I don't even come close to their qualifications.

I was alone here, so I could think as clearly as I could.

"Are you that bored, talking to yourself while studying?" Ash, the intruder, said as he pulled the chair in front of me and sat down.

I raised an eyebrow. "You again?"

"The one and only." When I looked at him again, he winked at me. I grimaced immediately because of what he did. "I mean, this is my school, Sapphire. I can hang out whenever I want," he added arrogantly before leaning back in the chair and putting his feet up on the table.

"You're just the owner's son," I shot back at him, raising an eyebrow. I twirled the pen in my hand while keeping my gaze fixed on him. "Stop bragging about things that weren't even yours in the first place."

I tried to ignore his presence and continue my study session, but unfortunately, I couldn't. His presence was just too much. Something inside me was telling me to look at him, even though I shouldn't.

I stood up, bringing the books I borrowed and returning them to their places. As expected, Ash followed me.

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"Your life is so boring, isn't it? You're always studying," he stated the obvious as he looked at the books I was returning. "Don't you have any hobbies?"

"My other hobbies and my study routine shouldn't be any of your fucking business, Coleman," I said with authority, emphasizing my words so that he would at least realize that I wasn't joking with him.

He was caught off-guard, and I used that as an opportunity to walk back to my table. But he still followed me when he came back to his senses.

"I thought it was already hot when you called me by my first name," I heard him murmur, "but calling me by my last name sounds different. It sounds so erotic and manipulative, baby."

My mouth slightly opened in surprise, and I raised an eyebrow. He was using his seductive and husky voice. I was a bit stunned, but I still managed to act like I wasn't affected by his presence. "You're the only one thinking that." I shook my head slightly before looking at him with my hands on my hips. "Stop messing with me. I'm going to study somewhere else. Don't follow me." I clearly told him not to follow me, but here he is, walking alongside me as I headed towards the stairs.

"Haven't you noticed that you're always cursing at me?" He laughed.

"I don't care," I said as I walked down the stairs. I was a bit careful going down the stairs because the lights in this area were slightly dim. One wrong move and I'd fall.

"Do you like Mason?" I immediately stopped walking when he asked me that. "I saw how you looked at him with Rose."

"First of all, I don't like him." I crossed my arms over my chest after saying that.

That was the truth, anyway. Maybe I feel comfortable with him around, but I know it's not love, nor lust. It's something else.

"Wait, you're calling Evangeline by her second name?" I asked him in return.