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The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 93. WHAT'S LEFT OF THE TRUTH
“Esmé you wanted to know why I did this? I wanted my daddy to prioritize me. I should have been the heir to the ravij organization! I was his eldest daughter! It wasn’t fair!”As she said that, Callan took a shot from the revolver she got from me, the shot left a dent on her chest as she looked upward towards me muttering soft voices leaving a faint fake smile on her face as if she was grateful.I then hugged Callan, replaced my face on started crying Callan patted my head and he tried to calm me down, “It is over, my wife. It is over.”Immediately afterward, someone spoke from the black boxes in the room, “What a great show this was. It is certainly not over. Definitely not. Please move upstairs.”Callan shouted, “Bastard, I will kill you for killing my men and for hurting me and I will break your limbs for hurting Don Thoron.”Callan laughed, “Whoa, well, you should be very careful what to say next. Move upstairs. I am right here waiting.’“It must be a trap. Husband, let us go bac
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 94. STARTING A NEW
I COULDN’T believe that a day like this would still arrive in our lives. I was standing in the middle of the airport with people roaming around. While Callan had just paid our travel tax and was smiling widely raising our first-class plane tickets up in the air. He looked better than he did weeks ago, I must say. He could smile now. Joke things with me. His face has more color time, and the dark circles under his eyes start to fade away. As for me, I still wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares of the chaos we experienced. I remember there were nights when I dreamed of the people I killed. That night when I shot Aldo Cato. Things haven’t been easy for us to return to living our normal lives. We had been deeply affected by the loss, battle, and exhaustion that we had gone through just to sort out the mess in the mafia world, at least in our lives that involved dealing with the Cato clan and resolving things regarding the order and structure in the ravij organization. We
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 95. BUILD A FAMILY
TWO MONTHS after staying in our new house in Chicago, I have grown much closer to my husband. Our routine was basically waking up and preparing meals for us both. On some days, he’ll be joining me in the chicken, and on other days, he’ll still be there but will be doing work on his laptop. Callan had been hands-on in collecting real estate properties in our area as part of the expansion project of Chevalier Holdings. I love staring at Callan as he gets lost in his work, conducting meetings with his colleagues. While I cook in the kitchen and prepare snacks for him. Then I would get lost in doing my own tasks as well. On these days, I have seen Callan in every mundane moment that I could think of and I have loved him more. The way we lay in each other’s arms around evening after all our tasks are accomplished it certainly felt like home. Ever since I lost my family, I have learned that life must go on even if you feel like the world has just collapsed on your shoulders. A significan
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife EPILOGUE
Growing up, I have had a sense of good and bad in the world. I learned that people make choices and sometimes they make bad actions, which makes other people label them bad. Yet, there’s more to people being and choosing to do bad things. I had never seen people do the most brutal bad things until I saw men barge into our house and fired bullets at my father’s already dead body. And my mother—which wounded my soul to the point of not even knowing if I could ever get back on my feet once again, only to discover that I have been betrayed by my own mother. She’s already dead. For real this time. I have not forgiven her, but I have learned to move forward. But the sudden turn of events of my life allowed me to grow in ways I wouldn’t have imagined and led me to the arms of the man that I could trust, fight, and grow old with. And today’s our 5th wedding anniversary. Even if we had to go through hell and fight for our lives, it led us to this paradise that I wouldn’t trade for anyth
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 1: BLOOD AND TEARS
NOT A SINGLE preparation could prevent anyone from bowling into tears when you see your father on his bed fighting for his life but you can’t do anything. “Father, you got this,” I mumbled while choking in tears. “Are you hurting? Where? Let us help.” I was leaning onto my father’s shoulders and my mother sat beside him on the bed muffling her cries. Outside, the rain is pouring heavily as darkness slowly engulfs the surroundings. It was way past evening and almost midnight when I was about to help Dad take his medication, but I was horrified when I saw this. We were shedding tears as heavy as the downpour. This might be the night that I was so scared of. But I can’t lose my father like this. We have been to several hospitals in the past year. Yet we were told that his body couldn’t make it anymore—his disease had already spread throughout his organs and that any kind of operation would be futile. His medication is only to alleviate the pain he is enduring, not a cure. Thunder
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 2: LOST IN THE NIGHT
“DON’T!” my mother shouted in the middle of limping from pain. She attempted to get up writhing in pain but her eyes glared at the men that shot her. “She’ll be the fiancé of the Rajiv clan’s first son! They won’t spare your lives if you kill her!” I hugged my mother as she shouted at them. She was doing her best to keep speaking but every bit of her body was already shaking. I tore a portion of my shirt to cover her wound on the side of her stomach. I pressed on it and she squirmed. She’s losing so much blood! “Please… what do you want? Why did you do this to my mother!” “Darling…” my mother’s hands caressed my face. She was still lying on the floor. “Hey!” I shouted again to the men in masks but they did not answer. “Are you robbers?! Do you want our money? I will give you a lot of money…” My anger melted into tears and my pretentious anger dissolved. This time I looked up to them, begging. “We always keep some money on the bolt. You can have them all. Just let me call an ambul
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 3: ASKING FOR SAFETY
I CRIED and begged the driver. “Please. Please get me out of here. I need to get some help for my parents.” “What happened to you, woman?” No words left my mouth. Instead, I pulled out the taxi’s door. As I sat in the backseat of the taxi then I stared at the driver. His eyes stared back at me but landed on my now-drenched shirt. I suspect my boobs are now showing underneath my shirt that got drenched by the rain. Fear jolted inside me once again, making my stomach churn. I slowly covered myself as I looked out through the window and gave the address to the driver. Westbent Street. The biggest mansion I could see. It didn’t help that the streets were dark and damp from the rain. It was almost empty with only lights from the lamp posts. I kept my hope. I prayed for my safety. And my mothers. Even if it sounded impossible. With no cash in my pockets and not even a phone in my hand. I unlocked the gold necklace that my parents gave me when I turned eighteen. Soon, the driver slowed d
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 4: SMUG INTENTIONS
I SHIVERED under the piercing gaze of the man—his presence so eerie and cold, who just stared at me in disbelief. Then I saw him raise his eyebrows and scan me and my entire body once again. “You’re sexy underneath those already-drenched clothes. I could understand if you wanted to get fucked. But you’re crazy enough to tell me you’re marrying me.” Then he laughed in disbelief. His actions were timid and so were his expressions. But his words… hit a mark inside me that I have to collect my thoughts. Swallow my guilt and shame. Maybe I was indeed irrational to be right here. In the middle of the night, standing in front of a car, with guns pointing at me. But I had reasons… I had my last words and my mother’s command. The man, in a well-tailored suit, smirked at me as he motioned to his bodyguard to drag me away from their car. “Get her away. We won’t splash blood in front of our gates for tonight,” he said with a low voice. If I was not in a position of pain and panic, I would ha
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The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife EPILOGUE
Growing up, I have had a sense of good and bad in the world. I learned that people make choices and sometimes they make bad actions, which makes other people label them bad. Yet, there’s more to people being and choosing to do bad things. I had never seen people do the most brutal bad things until I saw men barge into our house and fired bullets at my father’s already dead body. And my mother—which wounded my soul to the point of not even knowing if I could ever get back on my feet once again, only to discover that I have been betrayed by my own mother. She’s already dead. For real this time. I have not forgiven her, but I have learned to move forward. But the sudden turn of events of my life allowed me to grow in ways I wouldn’t have imagined and led me to the arms of the man that I could trust, fight, and grow old with. And today’s our 5th wedding anniversary. Even if we had to go through hell and fight for our lives, it led us to this paradise that I wouldn’t trade for anyth
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 95. BUILD A FAMILY
TWO MONTHS after staying in our new house in Chicago, I have grown much closer to my husband. Our routine was basically waking up and preparing meals for us both. On some days, he’ll be joining me in the chicken, and on other days, he’ll still be there but will be doing work on his laptop. Callan had been hands-on in collecting real estate properties in our area as part of the expansion project of Chevalier Holdings. I love staring at Callan as he gets lost in his work, conducting meetings with his colleagues. While I cook in the kitchen and prepare snacks for him. Then I would get lost in doing my own tasks as well. On these days, I have seen Callan in every mundane moment that I could think of and I have loved him more. The way we lay in each other’s arms around evening after all our tasks are accomplished it certainly felt like home. Ever since I lost my family, I have learned that life must go on even if you feel like the world has just collapsed on your shoulders. A significan
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 94. STARTING A NEW
I COULDN’T believe that a day like this would still arrive in our lives. I was standing in the middle of the airport with people roaming around. While Callan had just paid our travel tax and was smiling widely raising our first-class plane tickets up in the air. He looked better than he did weeks ago, I must say. He could smile now. Joke things with me. His face has more color time, and the dark circles under his eyes start to fade away. As for me, I still wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares of the chaos we experienced. I remember there were nights when I dreamed of the people I killed. That night when I shot Aldo Cato. Things haven’t been easy for us to return to living our normal lives. We had been deeply affected by the loss, battle, and exhaustion that we had gone through just to sort out the mess in the mafia world, at least in our lives that involved dealing with the Cato clan and resolving things regarding the order and structure in the ravij organization. We
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 93. WHAT'S LEFT OF THE TRUTH
“Esmé you wanted to know why I did this? I wanted my daddy to prioritize me. I should have been the heir to the ravij organization! I was his eldest daughter! It wasn’t fair!”As she said that, Callan took a shot from the revolver she got from me, the shot left a dent on her chest as she looked upward towards me muttering soft voices leaving a faint fake smile on her face as if she was grateful.I then hugged Callan, replaced my face on started crying Callan patted my head and he tried to calm me down, “It is over, my wife. It is over.”Immediately afterward, someone spoke from the black boxes in the room, “What a great show this was. It is certainly not over. Definitely not. Please move upstairs.”Callan shouted, “Bastard, I will kill you for killing my men and for hurting me and I will break your limbs for hurting Don Thoron.”Callan laughed, “Whoa, well, you should be very careful what to say next. Move upstairs. I am right here waiting.’“It must be a trap. Husband, let us go bac
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 92. WORSE THAN TORTURE
FURIOUS, I RAISED my face upright in the eyes of the man who was holding a sniper on the 3rd floor looking at us, and then one by one other men from other floors looked below from the balconies of that building and some started shooting from the windows. We covered ourselves and I aimed precisely, even though many of my bullets were not hitting the target, I managed to take down quite a few from the sight. The abandoned building was a 12 storey high and there were soldiers of the Cato clan inside and outside. The men that spotted us first were the ones on the balcony. As instructed, twenty of our men started running to the gate to enter the building. As they were running, one fell down and got shot. Another soldier tried to lift him up on his back but ended up getting shot as well. The others ran for their lives and got inside. As they went inside, they took down all the men of the Cato Clan on the first floor and started walking upstairs. I could only hear bullet after bullet, no
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 91. PLEDGE TO THE RAVIJ
MAYBE IT IS true that when love finds you, the fear of losing it is greater than the risk of dying itself just so you can fight for the person you love.Is rescuing someone worth it? I do not know about anyone but for Callan, I will do everything.“Hey, Esmé. We are ready. It is only logical if you lead this mission in the absence of the underboss.”I cleared my throat and thought of the words he just said.I looked around; I don’t think whoever leads the troop will matter at this point. We are all marching towards a similar purpose.But if I were to judge the situation, Aakil should be the one to lead instead in the absence of my husband. Or maybe Capo Mariano.“Hmm… maybe Capo Mariano could be the leader. Or Aakil?”Aakil cleared his throat and then spoke, “The consigliere mentioned your courage and we saw it too. That gave us determination. This is what the organization needs. I cannot take Callan’s place. I am not a descendant of Ravij's head. They won’t accept me as their leader
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 90. STRENGTH OF A BEAUFORTE
CALLAN DID NOT SEND any updates and I was left without any notice. I woke up to an empty space beside me on the bed. With everything that happened for the past days and after learning that Don Thoron had been captured by the Cato clan and had been tortured by the men in their camp in town, I knew Callan was deeply affected by it. I saw it in his eyes before he left.The unwatchable footage sent to us was brutal. But Uncle Mariano said that Don Thoron particularly said not to risk the remaining troops to save him because Callan still has to be protected when he returns.If nothing is heard about him for three days straight, Callan shall immediately become the new mafia boss of the ravij family.Callan didn’t say anything, but he balled his fists and he was greeting his teeth. No one could talk to him other than me.Their mafia boss had been captured, tutored, and maybe already dead at this point.Preventing the urge to cry from the sinking feeling in my stomach, I got up in bed and gra
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 89. DEATHS AND BETRAYAL
CALLAN'S POVI arrived at the hideout of the Cato Clan in my hometown… the silence was deafening.In the middle of the night, I moved in silence as well.I brought a gun with me and started looking through the surroundings.I saw a group of Cato’s men, feeling so complacent as they roamed around their camp—an abandoned building with almost no lights to light up the place. That was an advantage for me.I already hid my car with weapons somewhere nearby. As I stepped out of the darkness, I was welcomed by a group of henchmen who were carrying knives in their hands.One of the men tried to enrage me and said, “Look the dead man’s son is here.” I drew my gun and shot his head and they all went alarmed and hid behind the walls and barriers and I hid behind a stack of broken tires nearby.There is a room up ahead that they are guarding. That was their hideout. I remember when Arinya brought me to their hideout not knowing I was the first son of the ravij family. Her twin brother treated me
The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife 88. AVENGE THEM
CALLAN'S POVMY MIND COULD only think of the darkest things that could happen as time passes by. I have no other means to unleash feelings of ease and lightness, I only hope Don Thoron, my father, was still breathing.Whoever that person was that dared to smash my father with a baseball bat, I don’t care if she’s a woman. If she’s as evil as the men that we come across in the organization she deserved the violence she was causing to others. And Aquila, the last time I saw him was at the bar when I broke things off with Arinya. They were stepping into the situation. The news was Aldo Cato died after all with the mission that we did.Esmé did well in shooting him multiple times, just like I told her. I will make sure that whoever was orchestrating actions from the Cato clan does not live to tell the tale. The lion of the ravij family that was once sleeping inside has now risen up and it will now obliterate all creatures that cross the path of his might. “We have to leave if we want t
