Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

I sighed in frustration. My patience was being tested to its limit today, wasn't it?

But why didn't I think of this earlier? Haze isn't an ordinary person. He's the son of a fucking influential politician. How bold was I to assume I could just talk to him because I'm at the hospital? I took my phone and called Evangeline. That wicked bitch.

"They won't let me in," I said as soon as she answered the call.

"Wait, will you?" Evangeline told me.

After a few seconds of silence, the staff already let me in.

"Beg harder, Sapphire. Just so you know, Haze isn't the kind of person you should have messed with," Evangeline said before ending the call.

I took a deep breath. This is it, Sapphire. Just finish your task here, and you can go back to school now.

"YOU'VE got a lot of nerve coming here, don't you?"

That was the first thing Haze said to me when I entered his room.

I was expecting his room to be big, but it was more than my expectations. It was even bigger than our classroom. It looked more like a mansion than a room for a sick person like him. "Are you... okay?" I wasn't even sure why I asked that, but I still did.

I may hate Haze to the bone, but at the same time, I was worried about his shoulder. No matter how much he pissed me off when I dislocated his shoulder, I don't like being the reason he wouldn't be able to pursue his passion.

He was the drummer in their band. Mason is the guitarist, and Ash is the vocalist. Sometimes Mason sings as the second voice, but most of the time, it's just Ash who sings.

"Do I look like I'm okay?" he said in an annoyed tone as he showed me his shoulder. "I'm not, but my shoulder is better now, even though at first I just wanted to die from the pain."

There was still a bandage wrapped around his entire arm, so I just averted my gaze. It looked painful.

"It was your fault, though. I told you not to mess with me."

He's a jerk, and he always will be. Why should I be nice to a guy like him?

"And I thought you were here to say sorry." He smirked at me before grabbing the remote from the side table and turning off the TV.

"I was supposed to, but with your rude behavior, I'd rather just end up in jail, or maybe I'll break your other arm so they'll match," I said without hesitation.

Why can't I hold myself back like I used to?

"Bitch," he said as he glared at me.

"Jerk," I immediately shot back as I clenched my fists.

I expected him to be mad at me as I called him a jerk.

But he said something I wanted to hear the least.

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"I like you from the start, Sapphire," Haze said in a sincere tone, catching me off guard.

Maybe my hearing was deteriorating. Isn't it? Or was I hallucinating because of everything happening to me right now?

I was expecting him to say it was a joke, but after a few minutes of staring at him, he was just looking at me seriously.

He even raised an eyebrow, confused. What the hell?

"Are you staring at me like that because you find me handsome?" he asked in a teasing tone.

"As if," I said as I decided to sit on the couch, not too far from him. I"Stop making jokes like that. It wasn't funny, and I won't even buy it, for your information."

I wasn't swayed by his sudden confession, but I admit that I was taken aback for a bit. I didn't know if he was just messing with me or not.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

He fucking harassed me when he first saw me, and he even called me an ungrateful bitch at the library just before I dislocated his shoulder. And now he's telling me that he liked me from the very beginning? If that's the case, is he a sadist?

"Who told you it was a joke, anyway?" he said sincerely, so I turned my gaze back to him.

There was no trace of humor in his expression. I tried to stare at him to intimidate him, but it wasn't effective.

In the end, I was the one who looked away.

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"I like you," he repeated with conviction this time. He even adjusted his position on the bed. "Do I have to repeat it?"

His words made my blood boil. My patience was already at its limit.

"Do I look like some kind of joke to you?" I asked him in disbelief.

I didn't even know how I should feel anymore. I was so tired and exhausted. I didn't know what to do.

I was supposed to talk to him about the upcoming freshmen week, but I don't know why we're talking about this now. I also know that I should apologize to him to spare my life, but here I am, holding on to my pride as it's the only thing I have left.

I like to plan things. But right now, not a single thing is going according to my plan.

"I told you it wasn't a joke," he answered, a hint of irritation in his voice.

"Ash started messing with my life a month ago, and now it's your turn," I said coldly. "Are you taking turns teasing me? It's not funny. If you have time to waste because you're rich, well, I don't. I want to have a good life like all of you, but you won't even let me have that?"

I really don't understand why, out of all the students in school, they chose to mess with me.

"ver said you had to believe me." He gazed at the door beside me. "I just wanted to tell you so I could let go of these feelings, and also to apologize for everything I said to you."

His words and tone were full of sincerity, but my heart couldn't take it easy. I'm not quick to believe in these things, and I'm even slower to trust people. Aside from that, some things just didn't add up.

"You did horrible things to me. How can you say that you like me?"

His wrongdoings reminded me of some things from my past that I chose to bury deep in my mind. I still couldn't understand what he was saying.

How can they hurt the person they like if that was even true?