All Chapters of The Billionaire Mafia's Rejected Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

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 MANSION looked unreal right in front of my eyes. It’s massive and furnished like the house of a royalty. I was sure it looked amazing from afar but no words could describe how magnificent it is right in this spot. It settled at the end of the long road, the lights from the inside glimmered in the middle of the night. Amid the coldness of the evening, the light that surrounded this area somehow gave vibrance—like some sort of warmth. It didn’t take long before the cars stopped right in front of the double doors of the mansion. I looked around as I was guided by the men to step out of the car. The last car that arrived was the car where the elderly couple settled. As soon as their car opened, I went near them and landed on my knees. I shivered at the sharp cold that the tiled floor sent onto my skin. The men stood right in front of the house in a guarding stance, they all glanced at me.I bowed down my head and pushed my eyes close. “My parents need to be rescued at our house. Ple

MY EYES HAVE never stared at anybody this long. I may not be the most outgoing person but I sure do know how to be social. But standing right in front of a man knowing I was defenseless, and noticing every single change in his reaction as he stared back at me… some may call this suicide. I may think the same. Knowing that I am not even aware of what this man can do. His words failed to bring me down as my heart already weighed to my knees. But I remembered the warning that was told to me by the driver of the cab that I hailed as I ran for my safety hoping I could get rescued… ‘The people in that house are not merciful.’ ‘You’ve come a long way to meet the ravij. I hope you won’t regret that.’ I gulped, and suddenly fear started creeping in on my veins. Callan took a step towards me and I took a step back. Unexpectedly, my heart started beating erratically not knowing what he would do. Addressing him through his first name felt so strange because I only overheard his name and didn

Callan’s POVIN THE HEAT of the moment, I was lost from any inhibitions. My hands grip on her hips as she encircles his arms around my neck. Nothing clouded my head more than the feel of this woman’s skin on mine. Her small waist, wide hips… and my hands roamed further until they almost reached her back.I growled as my hands roamed lower… towards her thigh.Then she positioned her face closer to mine and latched onto my bottom lip before she broke out into another sob. The heat from our bodies vanished in a matter of seconds. The sudden urge to be acquainted with those sensations once again had me remembering that it had already been quite a long time since I gave in to a woman’s temptations. Holy fuck.I held my hands up high. This woman looked at me with tears as she once again started crying. I was left with confusion and disgust. How could a woman feel bad after I gave her that ravaging kiss?I plastered a grin while looking at her, dismissing thoughts of concern about her situ