Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"What's wrong? Are you afraid people will find out how you planned to bring down the Greensmiths?" I asked, recalling the video I had seen.

Simon wasn't able to answer.

I smirked. "How does it feel to get a taste of your own medicine?"

His agreement with the Greensmiths and our contract were the same. He was willing to betray their trust for his political ambitions, and I was willing to break our deal for personal reasons. If I was going down, I'd take him and Azrael with me.

"Remember our bloody contract," he said, and I grinned.

I knew it. That was always his go-to threat. He thought he had me trapped by my promise-my life in exchange for my mother's safety.

But I had already planned my escape. Soon, I would get Mom away from him.

"No one can kill me because I'm the only one who knows the card's location," I said firmly. "And if she dies, I'll kill myself."

"No. You won't," Simon said-as if he was trying to convince himself.

I leaned my face toward him, a devilish smirk escaping from my lips. "Yes, I will."

After that, I walked out of his office.

Some members were about to greet me, but when they saw I wasn't in the mood, they silently returned to their tasks.

Fuck it. If I had known he would treat me like that, I wouldn't have come.

To release my frustration, I headed to the training room to clear my mind and make a quick call to Finnick.

"Are you there already?" I asked as soon as Finnick answered the call.

But I didn't need his reply anymore upon hearing Chiara giggling on the other line.

"It feels nice to be back, Mommy!" she said cheerfully. "Promise me that you and Daddy will follow us here, okay?"

"Of course," I replied. "Take care, okay? I'll call you back soon."

That was the last thing I said before hanging up.

After our family bonding, I decided to move the twins to the States temporarily.

My intuition had never failed me. I knew something big was coming. Azrael was making his move, and Simon was fighting against me for that card. Too bad for them-I now had a backup plan, and I have more people helping me now.

"Your mother's safe now, love... I already got her," Ash informed me. "You're free to do whatever you want. No one can stop you anymore."

It was the best news I had ever heard.

Finally, I didn't have to follow those ridiculous missions anymore. I don't need to risk my life on the line as well.

"All right," I muttered, aware I was still in the hideout. "Thank you. I'll call you back."

As I ended the call, I slipped the phone into my bag and stared at the gun in front of me.noveldrama

"Everything is good," I said, smiling.

I was about to grab the gun, but someone had beat me up to it.

"Not quite, Sapphire," Kesha said, the gun pointing directly at my forehead.

"Kesha..." I called her name softly, my eyes fixed on her. "What are you doing?"

A playful smirk curved her lips. Slowly, the corners of her mouth lifted as she watched my reaction.

"What do you think?" Kesha asked, tilting her forehead. "I'm going to kill you."

I was confused, trying to understand why she was pointing her gun at me, why her presence was filled with rage when all I'd ever done was be kind to her and give her what she wanted. Out of everyone on my team, she was the one I liked most. I believed she resembled me.

But not anymore.

"Fucking traitor." I clenched my fists.

Kesha was the mole in my organization-the very reason Azrael was always one step ahead of me.

She's the traitor who handled our information.

"Are you surprised?" Kesha chuckled darkly. "I never told you to trust me. That was your own dumb decision."

Kesha was proud of her betrayal. I could see it in her eyes. She's no longer the innocent, cheerful, and helpful woman I knew.

This was her true self, and somehow, accepting that was difficult.

But I was stronger than before. Nothing can crush me like this.

"Not really," I replied, raising my hands higher. "Now it all makes sense why I couldn't find any solid intel on Azrael. It was you-manipulating everything."

I recalled all the times I'd asked her for favors. While Tanner always delivered results, Kesha would come up empty.

Now I knew why-she'd been blocking my efforts. I'd thought it was incompetence, but I was wrong.

"Right. Good job, Sapphire." She clapped mockingly, clearly amused. "And now, I'll be the one to kill you." I smirked.

"Think you can take me? Remember, I'm the one who trained you." I rolled my neck, stretching my arms.

It had been a while since I felt this kind of thrill-the urge to kill ignited within me again.

"If you still love your life, put the gun down," I ordered, motioning toward the weapon in her hand.

"Or if you're so confident in your skills, who don't you fight me hand-to-hand?"

"Don't underestimate me, bitch."

Kesha angrily threw the gun on the floor before attacking me. I smirked, noting how she mirrored my movements, a copy of my offensive tactics.

However, she couldn't replicate my agility. My speed outmatched hers.

But she plays dirty.

"Fuck!" A sharp pain struck my neck as she grabbed a baton and slammed it against me.

I groaned, momentarily losing balance. Luckily, I caught myself on a nearby table.

My vision blurred as I panted heavily.

It made sense why she worked for Azrael. People with the same twisted nature gravitated toward each other. "Think you're the only one who can do this? I can, too!" Kesha rushed forward, knocking me to the ground. Straddling me, she pressed her hands to my neck, choking me.

"Die! Just die already! Azrael is mine!"

Even as I struggled for breath, I managed a smirk. Then, I spat in her face. All this... for love? Pathetic.

Not that love itself was pathetic, but she loved the wrong man. It was a pity.

She could've had a bright future. But now, her fate lay in my hands.

"Don't worry. He's all yours..." I grinned, mustering my remaining strength. "You'll be together... in the afterlife."

With a swift punch to both her eyes, she screamed in agony. My silver ring-gifted by Evangeline-activated, its hidden spikes drawing blood.

It wouldn't kill her but would blind her.

"Ahh!" she wailed, clutching her face.

Her blood dripped onto the floor. To me, her screams were a twisted symphony.

"You cheated first, Kesha. Don't blame me for what happens next." I grabbed a knife from nearby and pinned her down. "I don't hesitate to kill bitches like you."