Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"Just consider it. You'll be surprised to find out you're not their child," I said, shaking my head before exiting the comfort room.

"I'm so good at this, right?" he asked, scanning my appearance. "The clothes I picked suit you perfectly, and they're exactly your size."

"You learned that from being a womanizer. Should I congratulate you?" I looked at myself in the mirror. "I hate the design. It's too complicated. So many strings."

"I just don't want your clothes falling off during exercise," he reasoned, making me roll my eyes.

He guided me through warm-ups, and afterward, we exercised on the treadmill again. He was running hard while I was just walking, but I was sweating more than him.

Not even ten minutes in, and I felt like I was going to pass out.

"How does it feel?" he asked with a smile as he continued running.

He was now wearing a white tank top and black shorts. He seemed used to exercising, given his physique.

I almost stumbled on the treadmill while staring at him.

"Hey, careful," he said, holding me on the waist while running. "You should only fall for me, not on that treadmill." Fuck, Sapphire. Focus.

"It feels terrible," I said as I turned off the treadmill.

I leaned on the wall, trying to catch my breath. Why did I even come here?

"Your body is already crying for you, so you don't need to cry with your eyes anymore."

He turned off his treadmill and grabbed a white towel. I thought it was for him, but he handed it to me.

I only rolled my eyes before taking the towel. "I feel sticky. I'll take a shower first."

I didn't wait for his reply before heading to the bathroom inside the gym to shower.

"It's different when you're rich," I muttered in disbelief as I looked around the bathroom.

The theme was gold and white, and I felt like a princess.

Well, I am, right? Just in hiding because not everyone should know.

When I finished showering, I realized I hadn't brought my uniform into the bathroom, so I went out to get it.

However, my phone suddenly vibrated, so I checked it first. My mood darkened after reading the message, but I put my phone back on the cabinet and shook my head.

I was about to grab my uniform, but I jumped in shock as Ash opened the door.

"What the fuck," he cursed before stepping out again. "I thought you were already on the terrace. I'm sorry," I heard him apologize from outside my door.

I hurriedly dressed in my underwear and pants. I couldn't take the risk that Ash might change his mind and come back inside, although I doubted that, but it's better to be sure. However, as I was buttoning my blouse, a naughty idea came to mind. I had already figured out how I could take revenge from him.

With only three buttons left, I decided to leave them undone as I walked toward the door and opened it.

"I'm done, Ash," I said with a grin, positioning myself behind him. He was just sitting there, scrolling through his phone.

He turned to look at me but immediately looked away when he saw how I looked. "I'm not joking around, Sapphire. Fix your damn clothes."

Ash breathed heavily, trying to distract himself from the image of me in his mind.

I knew exactly what he was thinking. The way he ran his hand through his hair and swallowed twice confirmed that lust was taking over his thoughts.

It was evident in his eyes, but he was doing his best not to let me ignite the fire inside him.

I wasn't expecting his reaction, by the way. I thought he would immediately grab and kiss me, but the pepper spray he gave me was in my pocket, so he couldn't just do that. Besides, I knew how to break someone's arm. I could do that to him, too.

But why did I like his reaction? It made me want to provoke him even more.

"Nor do I, Ash." I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around him.

I leaned down a little, gently stroking his firm chest, which rose and fell with each deep breath.

"Isn't this what you do to your girls? You drive them crazy over you and leave them in a snap." My hands slid over his nipple, giving it a slight pinch.

With that, he removed my hands from him and turned to face me. Because of what he did, I lost my balance and almost fell to the floor, but he pulled me toward him just in time. "I'm in fucking danger," he said, staring at my neck down to my chest.

His left hand was on my waist to keep me from falling. I was now sitting on one of his thighs, while my hand...

This isn't good. How did my hand end up in his cock?

I could even feel it twitching, reacting to my touch-like it was trying to break free.

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I was about to remove my hand, but I looked at his face. His eyes were closed, and he was panting slightly. He looked like he was in pain and pleasure at the same time. Because of that, I changed my mind. "Not sorry."

A wide grin spread across my lips as I gripped his manhood tightly. It twitched even more under my hand.

"Ah..." He groaned in pleasure as I moved my hand up and down.

This was the first time I had done something like this, but I knew how it was done. I just didn't expect it to feel... strange and exhilarating.

I was somewhat impressed that with every movement of my hand, I could feel it growing larger.

"Are you sure you don't want this, Ash?" I asked in a provocative tone as he tried to remove my hand from his cock. "This is what you fantasize about, right?"

"Shit... I feel like I'm going to come already..." He tilted his head back as I quickened the pace of my hand.

My hand was still on the outside of his shorts, and I had no intention of slipping it inside. I didn't even know what that would feel like.

"It's just your hand, but it fucking feels so good," he muttered, closing his eyes in pleasure.

I bit my lower lip, trying not to moan, when he played with my breasts. Ash pinched my nipple, as if getting back at me for pinching him earlier.

"Release it," I said as I teased the tip of his cock with my thumb.

I circled my finger around the head of his manhood, making him pull my hair. His hand fell to my waist, gently supporting me as he bent down to suck on my breast. His manhood erect even harder, and though I wasn't sure, it seemed like a sign that he was about to come.

But I won't let that happen.