All Chapters of Rise of the Rejected; Bred by the Mafia CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-one–The Unscheduled Pickup

11PMKhaid’s armored sedan, driven by Kael, was cutting through the night serenity. Everywhere was silent except for the chirpings of euphoric birds. Belg city’s bustle shuts down earlier in the night. Only the Mafia rule the night. At the back seat, Anna was looking decidedly irritated.“Honestly, Nicholas” Anna sighed, adjusting her crimson suit jacket, “this convoy is utterly inefficient. Three of us for a simple pickup from The Specter? It's overkill, even for you.”Khaid, seated next to her, barely glanced up from the Ipad in his palm. “Efficiency is secondary to respect, Anna. The Specter is old-world. Sending Kael alone is an insult. And sending you alone would make us look desperate. We need to remind him who runs Belg City now.”“We need to pick up a box, not conquer a city. And I’m perfectly capable of handling Specter's ego” Anna retorted. “He practically kisses the ground I walk on. The real question is, why did we even drive out here? You could have had the item delivered

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Chapter Twenty-Two–The Hit

Kael sped on the silent and lonely highway. He was looking at Anna intermittently through the rearview mirror. She was just still and her face was blank and void of any emotions.“Ma'am, are you okay?” Kael asked in concern.“Can you f*cking stop calling me ma'am?” She exploded like a ticking bomb. Her eyes were heavy with rage and she just spat out one percent of it at Kael. Then she muttered. “I'm not hit”“You are not? That was a precise target by the. . .” Kael suddenly stopped what he was saying. As if on cue, he and Anna both transferred their gaze to Khaid who was looking ahead. His mouth was paused and his eyes were dark and blank.“Khaid, did the bullet hit you?” Anna grew hysterical. “I’m fine. It only grazed my shoulder” He responded.“I don't believe you” Anna then turned to Kael. “Put that goddamn doctor on the line this minute and step on the f*cking brakes!”Without waiting for further instructions, Kael stepped on the brakes and sped off like a mad man on the trail.“

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Chapter Twenty-Three–Caregiver

Khaid stared down at Satera, his gun pressed to her head, the last vestiges of his adrenaline-fueled control draining away.“It's me! It's me! Bluey!” she managed to gasp, her eyes wide with terror.The shock of seeing her, combined with the extreme physical effort of concealing his injury, was too much. The pain that had been a dull throb in his stomach surged into a blinding white wave.“You sly thing” he hissed, the words laced with pain rather than anger, his aim momentarily forgotten.His vision tunneled. The gun slipped from his hand, clattering harmlessly onto the leather couch. Khaid did not fall back, he collapsed heavily onto the single chair beside the couch, his body folding in on itself. He gripped his midsection, his tailored suit now visibly soaking dark red blood. His breath came out in ragged gasps.Bluey, realizing the gun was no longer pointed at her and that the towering figure of her captor was now dangerously vulnerable, stood hurriedly and rushed to the light sw

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Chapter Twenty-Four–Who is she?

The time was precisely 7:00 AM. The peace of the Lot 27 underground garage was obliterated by the screech of tires as Kael drove his car in a crazed rush. The mission to retrieve the doctor had been brutal and desperate. Kael had dropped Anna off around 3:00 AM, then immediately raced two cities away to the family home of the Jager's dedicated trauma surgeon, Dr. Lin. What could have been a six hours journey for Dr. Lin to get to the penthouse, Kael made the to and fro journey in four hours.“Hurry up, Doctor!” Kael shouted, his voice hoarse from the four-hour, high-speed journey.Dr. Lin was still in a mild state of shock and trance, having been violently awakened and driven at impossible speeds. Nevertheless, he followed Kael without objection, racing through the complex security checkpoints and obstacles that Kael swiftly disabled for passage.They reached the Central Wing, ignored the stairs, and took the private elevator up to the Master Suite floor. Kael confirmed his identity a

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Chapter Twenty Five–The Lunch box

Khaid returned to his Master Suite. The herbal mix and the short period of deep, medicated sleep had worked wonders. When he reappeared, he was no longer the collapsed, bleeding patient. He was meticulously dressed in a crisply ironed, dark suit, every fold sharp, every line impeccable. The fatigue had been erased, replaced by the cool, dominant air of the billionaire Mafia CEO. He looked, quite simply, like the healthy and sexy boss of a sprawling empire. He picked up his phone, placed it in his jacket pocket, and walked slowly but precisely down the stairs to the Central Wing sitting room.Below the stairs, Agnes—the house manager—was waiting, her head bowed in the posture of perpetual subservience. Standing directly beside her, however, was Bluey, who held her ground, staring straight up at him with an unwavering but admiring gaze.“Good morning, Boss,” Agnes murmured. “I have finished preparing your lunch. Please come and eat before you leave.”“I am not eating,” Khaid stated, his

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Chapter Twenty-six–Three is trouble

MTP Clan “Elvira, wait up” Ginger called as she approached her sister.“Vira” Mae added too.In the MTP Clan's sprawling compound, the atmosphere around Elvira had turned glacial. She had been giving everyone, especially her younger siblings, Ginger and Mae, the cold shoulder. Elvira was never a chatty person—she was reserved, intense, and focused—but she had always managed a small smile or a patient ear for their characteristic tantrums and lame jokes. Now, she just walked off, blank-faced, like they didn't exist.Elvira, sweat still glistening on her skin from a grueling session in the training ground, was heading toward her room. Suddenly, Ginger and Mae rushed to her side, moving like frantic kittens.“Elvira! Wait up!” Mae pleaded, hurrying to keep pace with her sister's long, military stride.Ginger was already sniffing back tears, adopting a dramatically hurt expression. “Vira, you’re being mean! We haven't even seen you smile in a week! Did we do something wrong?”Elvira kept

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Chapter Twenty-Seven–The Confused Caretaker

BlueyI stood alone in the central kitchen, the scent of my medicinal herbs mixing with the faint, lingering aroma of the fried rice I had prepared for Khaid. The silence of the fortress had returned, but the quiet was now thick with anxiety.I moved automatically, cleaning up the stray spices and putting away the remaining ingredients, my mind reeling from the past few hours: being nearly shot, operating on a Mafia King with a gunshot wound, being screamed at by Kael, and finally, being subjected to Khaid’s sarcastic, unnerving question about my “pledge.”I walked back into the Central Sitting Room, my eyes immediately going to the large leather chair where Khaid had collapsed. The floor was clean; Kael had obviously ordered the immediate and discreet removal of the bloody towel and gun.I curled up on the couch, pulling the thick throw blanket around myself. I felt like I had run a marathon while blindfolded. I didn't even get a proper sleep as I was busy watching him before I enter

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Chapter Twenty-Eight–Unusual Warmth

“You can leave” Khaid collected his phone and the lunchbox from Kael at the underground garage. “Get me the doctor on your way out”“Alright boss” Kael nodded. Khaid walked meticulously towards the central wing. His steps were quick and precise like a person going to war. But a turmoil was going on underneath his shirt. Blood seeped out from one side of his white shirt as he entered the sitting room. One of the stitches has come off. He got to the sitting room and entered the kitchen. Only two maids were with Agnes.“Welcome sir” Agnes curtsied and rushed to collect the lunchbox from him but he held onto it.“Welcome sir” The other maids intoned meekly while bowing deeply. They dare not look into Khaid's eyes.“Where's she?” He quizzed, his eyes darted around the kitchen. His brows were furrowed making it look like he was angry.Agnes already knew whom he was referring to. “She's in her room. I will tell a maid to fetch her” She quickly intoned.Khaid said nothing and turned back. He

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Chapter Twenty-Nine–Retreat

Bluey I dashed out of the training room like a flash, my earlier professional composure completely annihilated. I ran through the corridors of the Central Wing, hardly registering the heavy security, until I reached the safety of my room in the West Wing. I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, taking deep, shuddering breaths. My cheeks were still blazing red from blushing, and my heart was beating so fast and hard it felt like it was tearing itself out of my chest. What's this feeling?I walked to the small window, pressing my fingers against my lips. The image was on a relentless loop in my mind: Khaid's challenging eyes, the shocking strength of his arm, and the feeling of being completely weightless, suspended inches from his face. And his effortlessly seductive eyes flashed in high currents in my mind.“He knew” That came out as a whisper. “He knew exactly what he was doing.”I was infuriated by my own physical reaction. All my protective barriers, my fear of hi

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Chapter Thirty-Nightmare

Bluey's Room 8:45pm“You're nothing but a bastard” A young girl growled at a lean and thin underfed teen. She was sitting on the floor in the cramped space that could barely be called a bedroom. Three girls hovered around her. They were wearing expensive designer clothes and gold jewelry and they looked well-fed in contrast to the girl hugging her knees on the floor.“Filthy thing…I wonder how father came in contact with your witch of a mother” Another girl said while looking at her with disdain written all over her face.“My mother is not a witch!” The girl yelled and raised her head from her knees. The dimly lit room with only a ray of light from the tiny window showcased the silhouette of her face. She was weak but fierce and defiant. “Do not call my mother a witch” She insisted.The slap landed on her face before she could register the sound. The wound she has been tending to on her lips burst open again as blood flowed down her chin onto her tattered dress. “How dare you talk ba

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