Page 47 of Playing Games with My Billionaire

I stood staring at Ken with a blank expression. His words didn't move me, and neither did whatever act he was putting on now.

I stopped hoping he could or would change. It was too late. I didn't feel anything toward him, and I didn't want him.

"Would you please say something," he pleaded.

I wanted to tell Ken off, but I was scared of his reaction. I was scared that he would fly off the handle and hurt me as he used to when I told him something he didn't like.

But I need to let him know there is NO chance of us getting back together again. Not in this lifetime.

I emptied my mind and summoned the courage to let him know how I felt. I couldn't continue living in constant fear of him.

"Ken, I'm glad you got your act together. I really am. But in all honesty, I don't have any feelings for you anymore," I said in the firmest tone I could muster.

His face fell, but he remained composed.

In my quietest, strongest voice, I didn’t let go. "I endured a lot when we were together. You hit me. You insulted me. You sent me to the hospital once, and my parents sued you. Your dad almost disowned you because of that. This isn't the first time you have claimed to clean up your act, but I don't care. I just can't be with you. I don't love you, Ken. I just don’t."

The words kept on spilling out of my mouth with courage and conviction.

"But I'm different now; I would never do anything to hurt you again, I promise." He defended himself and accused himself in the same sentence. It was the same old trick. I always thought he was different, that he was better. But at the first sign of trouble, he would revert back to his old ways.

I couldn't be with someone so dangerous.

I truly don't feel anything toward him anymore.

"I'm sorry, Ken, but it is best if you forget about me and move on with your life as I have done."

"Is this about that man?" he asked.

I didn't need to ask what man he was talking about. I knew he was referring to Trev.

"It's about me, Ken. Me, and me alone. I deserve better, and you know this."

Ken sighed, and looked down at his feet. "I understand. I’ll let you be. But if you ever change your mind …"

"I won't," I replied before he could complete his statement.

He looked at me; the hurt he showed me seemed real, but it didn't matter to me. I was done with him. Ken didn't say another word, but turned and left.

I watched him go, and I didn't feel an ounce of pity for him. He had hurt me countless times, I wasn't going to let that happen anymore.

It's about time you and him had this conversation. Too bad you had to wait so long for him to get sober for it, though.

Stand up tall, girl. You won this round.

Ken wasn't entirely wrong about Trev.

I loved Trev, and I had allowed myself to push him away without a second thought. Even though another woman was carrying his child, and maybe he owed me an explanation …

Chapter 25

Trev

Isatattherestaurant waiting for Lauren. She had been ecstatic when I called her and requested a meeting. I had begun doubting Lauren when I carefully thought back to the last time we were together. I had a strategy now, based on more information.

I had stopped feeling any sexual attraction to Lauren before I ended the relationship with her. On our last night together, we had just returned from a friend's party, and Lauren and I were both drunk.

My memory from that night was a bit foggy the next day, so I had assumed we had sex. But since she came to me with the news of carrying my child, I had been thinking very carefully about that drunken night.

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