Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"Do you have something to tell me?"

I had almost forgotten how observant Ash was. He must have noticed how I'd been staring at him. "Don't hesitate, Sapphire. You know I always listen to everything you say."

"I-It's nothing," I quickly looked away. "I just find you handsome."

He smiled and raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing my excuse, but he didn't push me further.

Like my mom, I'll wait for the right time. Someday, I'll be ready to tell him everything.

But as soon as I'm home, ver thought that my mother would be waiting for me.

My mom couldn't accept Ash at first, but I assured her that in our relationship, Ash only had to deal with me, not anyone else.

After all, I was the one he was dating, not other people. It would be pointless to listen to what others had to say when they had no part in our relationship.

"Hi, Mom," I greeted as I kissed her cheek.

"I'm ready," she answered, her tone firm. "I'm ready to tell you everything."

It felt like my world stopped for a moment. I sat beside her, and listened to my mom as she told me everything from her past.

"ARE YOU really sure about this, Titania?" Randall, her boyfriend, asked again about her decision to work as a maid in another city.

"I'm sure about my decision," Titania answered before pointing to the things on the floor. "See? I even prepared my luggage."

Randall sighed, shaking his head. He was so against it, but Titania looked so determined.

'This is the only opportunity I can see to change our life,' Titania thought.

Randall was just taking odd jobs here and there, while she stayed home.

Ever since they lived together, Randall hadn't let her work. When he convinced her to run away with him, he promised her a happy and luxurious life because, thinking he would land a decent job since he graduated from college. But despite Randall's skills and talent in his field, he never found a proper job. It was always just side jobs, and no company ever hired him as a regular employee.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The disappointment was clear on Randall's face every time he came home, and he was slowly losing confidence. So when a friend offered her a job as a maid, she didn't waste the opportunity.

"Don't worry about me," Titania assured, squeezing Randall's hand. "Once I've saved enough money there, I'll resign immediately and come back here. Who knows? We could start a business. Maybe that's what we're meant to do, not just work."

Randall forced a smile.

"Just be careful there and always call me, whether you need something or not," he said, kissing her on the cheek. "I'll try to follow you there. That's a promise."

"We can do this." The happiness in her eyes was clear. "We can make it for the family we'll build together."

WHEN Titania arrived in another city, she suddenly felt a familiar ambiance. Her family lived with her before she escaped with Randall.

Titania wanted to study business management, but her parents insisted she join the police force, so she quit school rather than take a course she would never enjoy. Her family was known for their physical strength, problem-solving abilities, and exceptional combat skills.

That's what her father wanted for Titania because, at a young age, she had already learned how to defend herself, even though she rarely used that knowledge.

She was afraid of hurting people because of what she knew.

"We're here," the cab driver said as they arrived at the mansion.

The driver was one of the employees of the Coleman family, where she would be working as a maid. He mentioned that the Colemans were well-known in this place, but since she didn't know anyone here, she didn't dwell on it. Titania started working, and she couldn't believe how kind and generous the Coleman family is, including their workers.

Although Don Coleman seemed strict, he cared for his employees. Even the maid's quarters were designed like guest rooms. She never felt like she was just a servant.

"How's the work treating you, my dear?" Don Coleman asked when he found her sweeping in the garage. "Is the job manageable?"

"It's perfectly fine!" she answered with a smile. "Take care on your trip, Sir!"

Don Coleman was already an old man, but he still talked to them like a young man, which wasn't surprising given that his only son, Silver, behaved the same way. "Are you leaving?" Silver asked as he approached them.

"Yeah."

"Take care, Dad."

"Make sure you're focused on your studies. No slacking off," Don Coleman said, shaking Silver's head before leaving along with his four bodyguards and a secretary. "Slacking off? My grades are high," the young man muttered, further messing up his already messy hair. "Dad is just making things up."

He was Silver Coleman-handsome, tall, and well-built. He often chatted with the other workers except for Titania.

'Maybe he didn't like me, but it's fine as long as he will not disturb my peaceful life.'

Titania only bowed before walking away, but Silver spoke. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself to me?"

"I'm Titania, sir Silver," she introduced herself, bowing slightly before him. "I'm the new maid here."

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She didn't mean to stammer, but she noticed the soccer ball he was holding. She was afraid that if he got angry, he might throw it at her. Silver was friendly, but for some reason, his aura changes when it came to her. 'But... Does he really dislike me?' Titania wondered.

Titania remembered the first time Don Coleman introduced Silver to her. Silver had suddenly rushed off because he had a soccer match to attend. Since then, she hadn't seen much of him, except in the garden where he always played soccer. "I see," he responded, nodding slightly, watching her every move. "Nice to meet you, Titania."

She thought he would continue talking to her, but to her surprise, he walked away. She let out a sigh of relief.

But for Silver, the opposite happened.

Silver could barely calm his heart as he walked away from where he had left their new maid.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, kicking a rock as he passed by.

He wasn't usually like this, especially with women. He could talk to anyone with ease because, ever since he was young, his father had trained him for that.

After all, he was going to inherit Coleman Corporation and the Coleman Organization, an illegal organization where they carried out illicit activities. That was their real business, and their company served as a front, which he still took care of to some extent.

He grew up friendly and playful, just like his father, but he didn't know why he lost his courage when it came to Titania. Her beauty stood out to him.

"Silver, this can't happen," he muttered to himself as he made his way to the garden, trying to distract himself by playing soccer.