His Rejection

HIS REJECTION BY ANGEL RAYNE His Promise Copyright © Angel Rayne 2023 All Rights Reserved This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, organizations, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the express written permission of the publisher, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Do not download this book without purchasing it. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. Published by Everblood Publishing, LLC https://everbloodpublishing.com ISBN-13: 978-1-945499-72-2 Cover Design by Coffee and Characters Proofreader: Mackenzie @ NiceGirlNaughtyEdits.com My Newsletter is the BEST way to stay in contact! You’ll get all the good stuff first. Click Here to Sign Up UNLESS YOU’RE A PATRON ON PATREON… (FOR MY DIE HARD FANS ONLY) Other than my newsletter, this is my go to place to keep you updated on all the things. As a patron of mine, you’ll have access to things like exclusive sneak peeks and voting rights, be able to read the books as I write them, or even chat with me directly! If you’d like to support my work on Patreon, you can check out my different tiers here: Angel on Patreon You can also find me here: Facebook Author Page TikTok Instagram Goodreads BookBub SYNOPSIS I’m not a hero. I’ll never be that guy. No matter how much she makes me wish I could… My life isn’t truly mine. Working for the mafia means my loyalty is to the family. Love and marriage aren’t for me. I can’t be what Serafina needs. What she deserves. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting her. From taking her. From possessing her. She’s the only comfort I’ve known for years. My light in the dark. And it doesn’t matter. Because keeping her would mean rejecting everything else. I can’t do that. So, I’ll rescue her from the walking dead man who thought he could take her from me. But there’s nothing I can do to protect her from the monster that’s about to destroy her. Me… CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Also by Angel Rayne About the Author CHAPTER 1 Enzo Sera has disappeared off the face of the earth as though she’d never existed, and I was about to lose my fucking mind. She’s been gone for a full week now. Luca and Tristan have been working overtime trying to help me find her, and I’ve never been more appreciative of my friends, or more grateful for the fact that they haven’t questioned me once about why I was risking my life—all of our lives—to find her. A woman I barely knew. What we knew is that Derek Jonak, the walking dead man who took her, seems to have dropped her off at that rundown house and left. She was later picked up by a guy driving an unmarked delivery truck and the house had been cleared out. I’d missed her by less than thirty minutes when I’d arrived. We’d tracked the truck to the Mexican border, and then we’d lost it. I paced Luca’s office as he spoke with his contact Rene in Mexico, one of the few men he trusted implicitly. They’d mourned the death of Rene’s sister together, and Luca had kept his promise to avenge her death by killing the man who’d shot her—Luca’s brother Mario—therefore earning him a trusted friend for life, even if they did work on opposite sides of the border. Veda coming into his life three years later had been a godsend. She’d saved my friend from an emotional spiral of self-destruction. And for that, I will protect her with my life. Always. “Thank you, Rene.” Luca watched me cross the room with impatient strides as he finished up the call. “Yes.” He paused. “Yes. Alright. I’ll talk to you soon.” He hung up the phone. I stopped on the other side of his desk. “What did he say?” “He’s going to get in touch with some of his contacts throughout Mexico who deal with or who know people who deal with sex traffickers. Maybe someone has seen her. With her pink hair and pierced nose, he’s hopeful she’ll be remembered.” Nodding, I stepped back. My entire body trembled with the need to hit something. The backs of my legs hit the arm of the couch and I made my way around it and sank down onto the leather cushion. Leaning forward, I braced my elbows on my knees and held my head in my hands. “Enzo.” It was a command. My head snapped up to find Luca standing in front of me. “We’ll find her.” I nodded again. It was all I could do. “She’s still alive.” “How do you know?” I barely managed to get the words out. “I know, because they wouldn’t have bothered taking her all the way across the border if they were just going to kill her.” A small flare of hope kindled in my stomach. He had a point. I was letting my emotions rule my thoughts. Sitting down across from me, he mimicked my pose. “I think that guy, Derek whatever-the-fuck-his-name-is, is trying to teach her a lesson. For rejecting him, perhaps. But he’s a pussy. He didn’t have the guts to hurt her himself, so he sold her.” The office door opened and Tristan walked in, closing it behind him. Luca and I stood. “Did you find out anything?” I asked him. He smiled, but it was cold and didn’t reach his eyes. “Our