Loving Me Was His Game Losing Me Was Mine นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I withdrew my gaze from him. “Well,” he pulled out a chair besides me sitting on it. “The thing is I finally started playing that game and I’m scared I’ll be losing you any moment now so who knows this might be my last gift to you.” “And how’s that got to do with me?” “You know the rule of the game says if you fail then you lose someone you love and you know I love you right?” His facial expression is so serious that one could easily fall for his lame tricks. “Hell yeah I hate you too.” I grinned like a creep playing along with him.

“You knocked me over, wiped away my resolve, captured my cruel black heart.” She raised her head. “Neither of us has been checkmated. We both won the game. We got each other. We got Samuel and Isabella.” “You had to lose something to win.” She nodded but her eyes weren’t sad. “I did. But losing something makes you appreciate the things you have so much more. I don’t regret a thing because it brought me here. I love you with every fiber of my being.”

My mate grumbles, “you losing it isn’t a threat to me.” “You won’t hurt me.” I say confidently, moving closer even as he scowls at me. “I can feel your love for me too strongly and I’m not made of glass.” Sinclair huffs, “I know that, but–” “Lose it.” I press, putting some force behind the words now. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

She is more stubborn than I ever imagined. "Fine, if you win the match, I'll give you your freedom. And if you lose." I raised an eyebrow at her. "I accept all the punishment you impose!" I stood up and turned my back on her. "It's decided then. I'll see you." I said and he left. Whether she wins or loses, I lose on two things. If she wins, I will lose to her. If she loses, I will lose the Rapture Hotel. Damn! Why did I enter this game when I knew I had lost from the beginning! ...

She is more stubborn than I ever imagined. "Fine, if you win the match, I'll give you your freedom. And if you lose." I raised an eyebrow at her. "I accept all the punishment you impose!" I stood up and turned my back on her. "It's decided then. I'll see you." I said and he left. Whether she wins or loses, I lose on two things. If she wins, I will lose to her. If she loses, I will lose the Rapture Hotel. Damn! Why did I enter this game when I knew I had lost from the beginning! ...

My chest felt heavy as I tried to fight the tears. I couldn't take it. The silence hurt so bad. Was this all just a game? Was the past year of teasing just a game? "Come on! Say something! You never are at a loss for words! I'm normally begging you to shut up. Answer me! Are you ashamed to have me as a mate?" I staggered backward until my back hit a tree, and I slid down defeatedly. I clenched my eyes shut, praying that the tears wouldn't fall. I wouldn't let him win whatever twisted game we were playing, even if it meant we both had to lose.

Locking it behind, they both walked towards a playground in which they fortunately found many kids playing the game. She sighed as he kept on running, holding her hand. But he was calm like always. She watched him confusedly and in another moment, she realised he had no heart. Actually he has a heart which does not beat anymore. “Yeah, so I can’t pant,” he told her, reading her mind. She forced her lips to stretch into a smile but it was not from her heart. She was forced. Nothing bad if she calls him Heartless. Anyway this is true. A bitter truth.

“On my terms.” That scares me more than anger. “You’re playing a game,” I say. “Yes.” “And I’m the board?” “You’re the prize,” he says quietly. My breath catches. Heat crawls up my spine. This isn’t safe. This isn’t smart. This is everything I promised myself I’d avoid. “Why do you care so much?” I ask. He looks at me for a long second. No armor. No mask. “Because losing you once nearly destroyed me,” he says. “I won’t make that mistake again.”

I studied her face, and suddenly, I understood. She had never really loved Nigel. This had always been about me. She wanted to win. I let out a small laugh. "You don't actually love him. You just wanted to beat me. Isn't that right?" Her face was drained of color. Her eyes darted away. "What are you talking about?" she snapped, but the confidence was already gone.

Blake abruptly grabbed my hand. "You're not going to die! I've already contacted the best doctors. We'll go to them—there has to be a way…" "Blake, it's pointless." I gently pulled my hand back. "This is my punishment for failing the romance strategy game. Neither of us can change the rules of the game." He froze. "Romance strategy game? What are you—" I smiled. "You don't need to know. You just need to know that for me, these past six years were only a dream. And now… it's time to wake up."