Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"I'll take care of it, Dad," Mason said as he helped me when I almost fell. "She's tired. She needs to rest. You can't train her if she's badly weakened like this."

"She's not learning because she's not being pushed to her limits," the old man shook his head as he stood up. "Make sure she learns, Mason. I didn't search for her for so long just for her to end up like this." He looked at me with astonishment. "She will be beneficial for us. Her unusual sense of learning will make everything easy for us to operate. She needs to be in a good state before she takes over the organization." "What is he talking about?" I asked Mason, who was holding onto my shoulders.

I didn't understand anything he was saying to me or to Mason. He wanted me to train wholeheartedly for a reason I couldn't even decipher.

"Don't mind him," Mason said with conviction as he accompanied me to my room.

It was just a small room, enough for one person to sleep in.

"I want you to forget all of this and live a good life when you're free. Just endure a little more, Jade. I'll do something to help you escape from here. Trust me."

I nodded. I didn't know why, but I had a lot of trust in him even though he was the son of the man who took me and brought me here.

HOWEVER, I never expected that the things I needed to endure were overbearing.

I was running out of breath while those guys were kicking and punching me as if I wasn't a tiny little woman in front of them. I could feel the blood dripping from my nose, but I couldn't do anything to stop it. My head was spinning, and my whole body was aching. I didn't know what else to do but accept the pain that was lingering in my body.

"Pain will make you stronger, Jade," the old man said as he stood in front of me. "Use this pain to be strong. You need to be tough and strong. That's the reason why you were born."

"F. uck... you," that was the only thing I could say before I fainted.

"JADE, hey."

Just like the first time we met, Mason lightly slapped my right cheek again, which made me open my eyes. "What?" I said in a low tone.

I hadn't recovered my strength yet, so even opening my eyes was difficult for me.

"This is the right time. Most of them are gone because my dad called them," he said, referring to the old man. "I'll take care of the remaining people here. When I signal you to go, run as fast as you can. I've shown you the way. Make sure you don't make a mistake in where you're going. Understand?"

I nodded before I tried to stand up. I didn't have any strength left, but as the old man said, I needed to use the pain I was feeling right now to be strong.

This was the time for me to escape, and I wouldn't waste it.

And when he signaled me to run, I didn't hesitate any longer. I ran and never looked back at that place. Some guys were desperate to catch me, but Mason was so persistent in taking them down.

At that moment, I wanted to thank him, but I couldn't because I was more worried about my own life than his.

But I promise that if I ever find him in the future, I'll thank him properly and help him in the best way that I can.

"Thank you... brother," I whispered softly.

I smiled when I realized I was no longer in that hellish place I had been in for days.

He didn't want to tell me, because he wanted me to live peacefully, but I accidentally overheard everything one night when I was looking for food.

I was the old man's illegitimate child.

I may not have a good father who plans to use me to take over his illegal organization when the right time comes, but I am glad that I have a protective older brother like him. Mason Parker.

A SHARP curse escaped my lips as I struggled to breathe properly. I was even shaking as I tried to figure out where I was.

I frowned when I noticed I was no longer in the place where Mr. Parker had taken me earlier.

Now, I was in my classroom at the university. The question is, how did I get here?

"F. uck," I said as I held my head and massaged it a bit.

The more I tried to remember things, the more my head hurt. It felt like my head was being pounded by a hammer, so I just stopped trying to recall how I ended up here. But, unlike my inability to remember what happened earlier, I could still remember my dream.

A dream that revealed a part of my painful past.

If you're loving the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! That dream was surreal. Even though I was now awake, tears were still streaming down my face.

It was the reason why I could fight. Mason's father kidnapped me at that time to train me for their organization. I don't know what kind of organization that was.

I forgot the memory behind it, but my body remembered the training they put me through. I remember all those things subconsciously.

But why didn't my mother tell me about that? I feel like there's so much more I don't know about myself.

"You're awake," Mason, who just arrived in the classroom, said. "I just left briefly to get you some medicine and water. You might need it."

He was about to hand me the medicine and bottled water, but he stopped when he saw that my cheeks were soaked with tears.

"Are you in pain?" Mason asked, his voice low.

"I am." I tried to sound like a strong woman, but after that, my voice cracked, and the room was filled with sobs and misery.

He pulled my arm to draw me closer to him, and hugged me tightly as if he had been longing for it for a long time.

This is the first time I cried my heart out. Every tear that fell from my eyes in the past few days, or rather the past years, came from my frustrations and anxiety. I only cried when I was extremely tired or extremely angry at the world I lived in. But now, I was crying with hope in my heart that everything would be fine.

Mason was the guy who saved me back then, and now, he was saving me again. I just couldn't accept that in forgetting the painful memories with my biological father, I also forgot about him.