All Chapters of Apocalypse Rebirth: Under The Mad Dog's Protection: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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System Shop

A low, slow whistle broke the suffocating silence.I peeked through the space between my fingers just in time to see Daniel shaking his head, a genuine, highly amused smirk plastered across his face. "Bold? Fiesty, that's not bold. That’s just highly efficient. I like a woman who doesn't like a tight waistband.""Daniel," Lucien warned, though his voice lacked any real bite.I dropped my hands from my face, my cheeks still burning like hot coals.Lucien was staring at me, his head tilted slightly to the side. The icy, predatory calculation that usually filled his eyes had been completely replaced by a stunned, highly entertained fascination. He slowly took the cigar from his mouth, tapping the ash into a small crystal tray, his lips twitching upward into a wicked, devastating grin."Size nine," Lucien repeated, the words rolling off his tongue in a low, teasing hum that made my stomach do a frantic flip. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes trailing down to the table before lo

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

I am Going to Strangle Him

I stared at the screen, analyzing my options.Upgrading my foresight was tempting, but right now, my physical body was still that of a regular civilian. If a shootout started at the harbor, knowing a bullet was coming wouldn't matter if I didn't have the physical reaction time or combat training to dodge it or defend myself.[System: Purchase 'Basic Hand-to-Hand Combat' and 'Intermediate Physical Conditioning'?]"Yes," I murmured.[Deducting 600 System Points...][Error: Insufficient Points. Current balance: 500 SP.]‘Ah, right. Math.’"Just purchase [Basic Hand-to-Hand Combat] and keep the remaining 300 points," I corrected.[Purchase Successful. Deducting 200 System Points.][Remaining Balance: 300 SP.][Integrating Passive Skill: Basic Hand-to-Hand Combat...]A sudden, strange sensation washed over me. It wasn't painful like the neural strain; instead, it felt like a warm, tingling current flowing down my arms and legs. Images and concepts of stances, weight distribution,

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

I Wore It

Daniel was waiting for me in the main penthouse lounge, tossing a silver zippo lighter up and down in his hand. When the doors clicked open, his lazy eyes drifted over and the first thing his eyes landed on was my new outfit. He stopped mid-toss, catching the lighter with a soft clack.He let out a low, appreciative whistle. "Well, damn. The boys actually did a good job. You look like you're about to rob a bank or start a small revolution.""I prefer being dressed for survival," I said, stepping past him. "Where's Lucien?""Downstairs in the garage. Let's go, Feisty. We're on a tight schedule, and Lucien hates being kept waiting, even by gorgeous prophets."I appreciate them calling me gorgeous but can they not use that word in every sentence? It makes me feel like they're looking at my face instead of what I can contribute to this team. I mean, we aren't a team yet but we will be in the nearest future because I plan to make that happen. We took the private elevator down to the

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

He Can Never Be Serious

"Just give me a bat and I'll demonstrate just fine." I said,"I might just hold you to that, sweetheart," Lucien murmured, his chuckle low and incredibly dark as he rested his arm along the back of the leather seat behind me. "But unfortunately, the Falcones demand a little more... finesse than a baseball bat.""Finesse?" I turned my head back to look at him, raising an eyebrow. "Is that what you call bringing an armored SUV and a shoulder holster to a shipping meeting?""In our line of work, that ‘is’ finesse," Daniel piped up from the front, smoothly taking a sharp corner that had the tires gripping the pavement. "If we wanted a bloodbath, we would’ve brought the boys with the submachine guns. Today is just a friendly chat. With a lot of heavily armed chaperones."I turned my gaze back to the tinted window. The towering skyscrapers of the city center were slowly giving way to industrial warehouses, rusted chain-link fences, and the sprawling, gray expanse of the harbor. The salt

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

Let's Chat With A Dead Man

There was a heavy, suffocating silence inside the SUV for a long moment.Lucien sat entirely still, his sharp gaze searching my face, processing the sheer detail of my warning. Slowly, he broke our claspped hands and reached up, his thumb gently wiping the warm drop of blood from beneath my nose.‘It wasn't a fake.’ He had felt my pulse violently quicken beneath his palms, had felt my entire body go rigid, and had watched the cold sweat bead on my forehead. No one, not even the most skilled actress, could fake a visceral physical reaction like that on command.With a tight, wordless nod toward the front seat, Lucien gave Daniel the signal.Without a word, Daniel reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a pair of binoculars. He leaned close to the windshield, angling his view upward, slowly scanning the towering, rusted metal structure of the container crane soaring over Pier 17.The seconds stretched on, my heart hammering against my ribs."Lucien," Daniel called out,

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

A Detonator

"Lucien!" Victor called out, his voice raspy and loud as he gestured with his tiny ceramic espresso cup. He didn't stand up, remaining seated at the wooden table like a king on a temporary throne. "I was beginning to think you’d lost your appetite for shipping routes. Who's the girl? A new bodyguard, or did you bring your mistress to a sit-down?""She's here to keep me entertained, Victor," Lucien replied smoothly, his voice carrying effortlessly over the wind. He stopped a few feet from the table, his posture completely relaxed, his hands tucked in his pockets. "Though, if I were you, I'd worry less about my company and more about your ledger. I hear your boys have been skimmin' off Pier 9.""Lies and rumors," Victor sneered, taking a slow sip of his espresso.I kept my gaze lowered, but my mind was screaming. My internal clock was ticking.One minute.The dialogue played out almost exactly as it had in the vision. Victor gestured wildly, denying the allegations, while Lucien k

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

First a Prophet, Now a Magician

I reached the wooden table just as Victor’s hand emerged from beneath it, his trembling fingers desperately trying to position his thumb over the detonator's red button.Using my momentum, I leaped. My newly integrated muscle memory took complete control of my limbs. I spun, swinging my boot in a swift, powerful kick.Crack!The steel toe of my combat boot connected dead-on with Victor's wrist. He let out a pathetic shriek as the black detonator was violently knocked from his hand, sailing through the air and landing harmlessly in a patch of weeds yards away.Without giving him a chance to recover, I grabbed the lapels of his pinstripe suit and tackled him straight off his chair. We crashed onto the hard concrete of the dock.In a fraction of a second, I accessed my mind's inventory.[Inventory: 1x Aluminum Baseball Bat — Equip]In a seamless blur of motion, a heavy, cold aluminum bat materialized directly into my hands. I didn't waste a second, pressing the cold metal body of

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

Ms. Good Girl

The ride back was a stark contrast to the chaotic, adrenaline-fueled tension of the docks. I slid into the leather backseat of the SUV, letting out a long, shuddering breath as my muscles finally began to relax. I leaned my head back against the headrest, closing my eyes to soothe the lingering, dull throb behind my temples.But my quiet moment didn't last long.A sharp, digital ping echoed directly inside my mind. I opened my eyes, and a brilliant blue holographic screen materialized in my field of vision, completely invisible to the two men in the car.[System Notification: Skill Evolution]Condition Met: You have successfully activated [Foresight] more than 10 times under high-stress conditions.Skill Level Up: [Foresight: Level 1] >>> [Foresight: Level 2]Level 2 Perks Unlocked:Extended Vision: You can now see further into the future window (up to 5 minutes).Neural Stabilization: Significantly reduces physical strain and minor brain hemorrhaging upon activation.Increas

Last Updated : 2026-07-17

You Can Have Whatever You Want, Sweetheart

Lucien didn't say anything at first. The dark, intense gravity in his eyes lingered, absorbing the raw weight of my words. A man like him, who had built an empire on blood and intimidation, understood violence—but he understood it within the rules of a structured world. He didn't yet comprehend a world where the structures themselves were torn down and eaten alive.Slowly, he leaned back into the leather seat, his gaze shifting to the window as if trying to picture the clean, glass-and-steel skyline covered in ash and ruin."We're changing venues," Lucien said suddenly, his voice low and decisive.Daniel’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, tracking the shift in his boss's posture. "Not going back to the Club, boss?""No. We're heading to the family estate," Lucien muttered, a calculating look crossing his face. "The penthouse is fine for business, but we need a change of scenery. Somewhere quiet where we can map this out without any distractions.""The estate?" Daniel let out

Last Updated : 2026-07-18

For you, I'll Make An Exception

The SUV smoothly rolled past the wrought-iron security gates of the Giovanni estate.If the Onyx Club penthouse was a monument to Lucien’s modern, public-facing wealth, this place was a testament to the old-money, iron-fisted legacy of his family bloodline. Nestled on a sprawling, secluded plot of land far from the chaotic grid of the city center, the estate looked like a modern fortress disguised as a luxury manor. A high stone wall, topped with discreet security wiring and high-end surveillance cameras, snaked around the entire premises, completely cutting it off from the outside world.Daniel expertly navigated the vehicle up the long, winding cobblestone driveway lined with towering oak trees."Home sweet home," Daniel announced lazily, throwing the vehicle into park right in front of the massive, grand entrance. "No reporters, no Falcone snakes, and plenty of room for a magician slash prophet to store her baseball bats."As soon as the engine died, a pair of guards in dark

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