The Billionaires Treasure

Chapter Thirteen

Darien P.O.V

"That feeling of regret when time passes and you realize you've let the wrong person go.."

The pain in my face was nothing compared to the pain in my chest at the rejection of Sapphire, her small fist managed to burst my nose with the force.

It was stupid of me to go to her door at such an awful hour in the morning but after kicking Sasha out I just needed to see her beautiful face, needed to hold her for comfort. I needed her more than I would ever care to admit. I always needed her, dragging through life miserable the past few years without her by my side. 

After pacing around the house for hours I decided I was going to get her back, not leaving the house until she at least spoke to me. Never did I expect to see him there, the disgusting leech of a man.

Her beautiful face wasn't enough to calm me down, she probably didn't realize she had left scratches all over his upper body but I sure as hell did.

He wasn't aloud to touch her, he was the spawn of Satan himself and Sapphire sure as hell was not going to be tainted by such a man.

I could only pray he hadn't gone that far, that he hadn't took the most precious thing that Sapphire had always cherished; she was waiting until marriage. A marriage that would of took place years ago if I had never been played by our parents.

The ring was already purchased, carefully stored away in a safe hidden in one of my many rooms. I had planned on asking her when she finished high school, when we both turned 19 I was going to propose, getting married at the age of 20 in an extravagant wedding to make her mine for life.

Even after I was brainwashed into thinking she betrayed me I couldn't part with the ring, it was my biological mothers before she passed away. The woman loved Sapphire more than she loved me sometimes, always ranting about how amazing Sapphire was when we were younger. She said she always knew I would fall in love with her despite never even noticing her until she was pushed down the stairs, almost straight into my arms.

Some modifications had been made for it to perfectly match Sapphire. My mother demanded that no one receive the ring other than Sapphire and in all honestly the thought of giving it to someone else never even appeared in my train of thoughts. It was Sapphires, and only Sapphires. Never mind the fact my mother threatened to haunt the living hell out of me if I gave it away.

Sighing deeply I leaned back on my office chair, lifting the glass of whisky to my mouth as I ignored the pictures that were now scattered across my office table. The pictures I had looked at years ago along with the originals. 

I had been so stupid, my mother tried to warn me when she was living. She always did hate Sasha for some reason, she hated every girl apart from Sapphire. On her death bed she even refused to speak to my father, now I know why; she knew.

She had always told me not to let my true love go no matter what, she didn't want me to have a life like her and my father; a loveless marriage for the sake of business. I didn't understand what she meant at that age until my father had my step-mother on his arm before my mother had even been buried, he never loved her.