All Chapters of REJECTED: CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA MAFIA: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kiara:Day six is me waking up to Zane tugging my hands on the bed. At first, I do not want to stand up, but his incessant bugging gets me out of bed.“It’s the sixth day, and this will be over soon. We will have our lives back, and you can live like my princess in my castle,” he says, planting a kiss on my forehead.A smile spreads across my lips as I force my eyes open.“So, tell me. What is it you want to do today?” he asks, and I yawn, throwing both arms in the air with my fists tight.“Why don’t we do something that you want to do?” I ask, and his cheeks light up with a smile as he inches close to me.I push his face away at once.“Zane!” I call out, and he shrugs. “That is not what I meant. Get your dirty thoughts away from me,” I add, then I roll to the end of the bed, pushing my feet off.I walk to the window and pull the curtains open, taking a deep breath.“Let’s take a bath,” I say to him, and he gets out of bed.We slide into our robes and take a quick bath, then we cozy u

ZANE:Today is the day I have been dreading, but I know it will eventually come to pass. For the past week, I have tried to hold myself together in the best possible way. It is the worst feeling ever, but being with Kiara eases it. Yet today, I will have to make the most important move that will make or mar my life. While Kiara is in the shower preparing for her birthday dinner, I run my hands along the edges of the tiny piece of argentum bullet I recovered from the incident with Yusuf.“Is everything okay?” Kiara’s voice cuts through my thoughts, and I quickly stuff the bullet in my pocket. Then I turn around to see her standing in a towel, her body still wet.Gosh, she is breathtaking. I wish there were a way to prolong what was about to happen, but this is fate.I know I have said it a million times today, but I cannot help myself; it is the only thing I can think of at the moment.“Happy birthday, baby,” I say, closing the space between us as I take her lips briefly.“Thank you,”

THIRD PERSON POV:As soon as Boris gets the distress call, he makes an emergency drive to Zane’s residence. When he gets there, everywhere is awfully quiet, like someone has lost their lives. This scares him a bit, and he makes his way into the house at once, grabbing the collar of the first man he sees.“Where is my son?” he asks, panic lacing his tone.“He… he is in the sick bay,” the man stutters in fear, then Boris lets go of him.“Take me there now!” he demands, and the man nods, walking towards the stairs with Boris following behind.They make it to the second floor in no time, and he leads Boris down the hall until they reach the room where Zane is. He places a gentle knock on the door, and someone opens it. In the room, a doctor stands by Zane’s bed, checking his vitals.“You should be okay in a few days,” the doctor says, then Zane notices his father who is by the door. “I will take my leave now,” the doctor says, walking out with his bag.Boris walks as fast as he can toward

Kiara:My entire body feels weak the next time I am awake. I fight hard to keep my eyes closed, as I do not want to open them to Rufus’ annoying face. The only reason he was still breathing was because of Zane; he would have regretted what he did to me.“You know that I can feel you close to me,” I say aloud to Rufus, and he keeps mute. “Why did you shoot me with a tranquilizer? Knowing fully well that I can end your life?” I question, and he wastes time before he answers.“That is the only thing I could think of at the moment, because Mr. Malibu will kill me if you were to escape. I am sorry, Ma’am.”Even his apology sounds irritating, and his voice sounds off but I do not care.“You know I can still make him kill you with just the fact that you annoy me?”“Yes, ma’am,” he answers in a low tone, then I turn to the other side of the bed.“I can also kill you as fast as Zane can, if not faster, and if you do not let me go, then I might end up doing that.”I know I miss Zane so much bec

Kiara:“We’ve spent the past few hours fighting, and it is making me hungry,” Zane says, and I tilt my head a bit on his chest, enough to look into his eyes. “We should go out to get something to eat,” he suggests, and I do not say a word.How can he bother about eating at this moment when our lives are in danger? If Boris wants me dead, and he disobeys him, then it is a two-way problem.“I do not think I want to see the city,” I say to him, then he stops playing with my hair. “I would prefer eating in if you do not mind. Rufus can get us some takeout, and we can eat in.”He is silent for a split second before he mutters an “okay.”Then he reaches out to the nightstand to get his phone. He grabs it.“What do you want to eat?” he asks, and I shrug, closing my eyes.“I will eat whatever you have; I just want to be with you,” I mutter.Then he places the call.“Get me some takeout. I want the spicy chicken pad Thai and spring rolls,” he says before ending the call.He places his phone ba