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Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 165: Desperation and Suspicion
Conor watched from the shadows of the council chamber as the discussions droned on. He could feel Kerrigan’s growing unease beside him, the subtle shifts in the room not lost on either of them.The High Council, which had once been a place where Kerrigan’s voice held weight, was beginning to turn.Conversations were becoming more fragmented, and the same member who had supported her so staunchly a few weeks ago, Councilor Merric, now seemed intent on subtly steering discussions away from her cause.Conor could see it in the way Merric phrased his questions, how he cast doubt on her evidence without outright discrediting it.Kerrigan’s knuckles tightened against the armrest of her chair, her frustration masked by a calm expression. She noticed the shift too. Conor had learned to read her well, even in these formal settings where every word, every glance, could tip the balance of power.The tension in the room was palpable, and Conor could feel the weight of Abraxas thrumming through Ke
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 166: The Strain of Power
The courtroom buzzed with tension, the weight of the trial pressing down on everyone present. Kerrigan stood at the center, her sharp gaze fixed on the opposing council member as he droned on about technicalities meant to stall the proceedings.She had been at the forefront of this battle for weeks, navigating every twist and turn with relentless determination. But today, something was different. A dull ache throbbed at her temples, and her vision blurred at the edges, a telltale sign that Abraxas’s power was taking its toll.Kerrigan steadied herself, gripping the podium as the council member continued his arguments. Each time she tried to subdue the power within her, the strain grew worse, pulling at her like a heavy anchor dragging her down.Abraxas’s presence was always there, lurking beneath the surface, offering strength but demanding a price. She had known the risks—knew that his power wanted justice, wanted to unleash on these twisted men—but she hadn’t expected its toll to ca
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 167: The Road to Lokir
The city of Golan buzzed with a restless energy that never seemed to fade, even in the early morning hours. Skyscrapers towered over the old royal palace, a relic of ancient times now surrounded by the gleaming steel and glass of modernity. It was a place where history and innovation collided, where the power struggles of the past echoed in the political maneuverings of the present. Conor and Kerrigan moved through the palace’s grand halls, past sleek marble floors and opulent chandeliers, their minds already miles away, focused on the dangerous journey ahead.They couldn’t afford to be seen as anything less than composed; the trial demanded their full attention. But every moment in the courtroom felt like a countdown, ticking away the time they had left to secure the Valtas bond. Abraxas’s power was pushing Kerrigan to her limits, and the bond was the only way to temper it. Yet making their escape from the city was proving nearly impossible.Conor glanced at Kerrigan as they stepped i
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 168: The Valtas Bond
The helicopter descended softly onto the lush grounds of Lokir estate, its blades slicing through the still night air. Conor and Kerrigan disembarked, their nerves taut as they set foot on the ancient land.Lokir, nestled hours north of Golan, was a secluded sanctuary, far from the prying eyes of the capital and the King’s spies who relentlessly watched their every move. Tonight, the estate’s serene, moonlit beauty was both a comfort and a reminder of the importance of what they were about to do.They were greeted by the Duke and Duchess of Targu, whose warm smiles masked the gravity of the night’s ceremony. The Duke, dressed in a dark suit with subtle dragon insignias, offered Conor a firm handshake, while the Duchess embraced Kerrigan warmly.“You made it safely,” the Duke said, his voice thick with relief. “We’ve prepared everything as you requested.”“Thank you,” Conor replied, feeling the weight of his robes, the traditional attire of the Priest of Celia, pressing against his shou
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 169: Bound in Gold
The morning sun filtered through the curtains of their private suite, casting a warm glow on the intricately carved wooden beams overhead. Conor and Kerrigan lay side by side, their breathing slow and synchronized, their hands still entwined from the night before.The bond had been sealed in every sense—mind, body, and soul—and the connection between them now thrummed like a living, breathing thing.Kerrigan opened her eyes first, blinking against the soft morning light. Her senses were heightened, every sound and scent vivid and sharp. She turned to look at Conor, who was already watching her, his expression a mix of love and wonder.“How are you feeling?” Conor asked softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. There was a new warmth in his voice, a protective edge that hadn’t been there before.Kerrigan smiled, feeling the strange yet comforting weight of their bond settle within her. “Stronger. A bit sore… but more... complete. And you?”“The same,” Conor replied, though
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 170: The Trump Card
When they returned, the capital had changed. What had once been a city of whispers was now a place of open gossip, where slanderous headlines and false narratives about Conor and Kerrigan spread like wildfire.The Benedicts' smear campaign was relentless, twisting the truth, framing Kerrigan as power-hungry and Conor as a man unworthy of his station. Every news report painted them as the villains, their bond a source of scandal and suspicion.onor could feel the weight of the trial pressing down on all of them. Gregor Benedict and his son Kelan were not only fighting in the courtroom, but they had taken their battle to the streets, using their wealth and influence to sway public opinion.The lies they spun were doing damage, and Conor knew something needed to change before it spiraled out of control.Their short time away had been much needed but now, returning to the cesspit that the trial had become was frustrating to say the least.Kerrigan was doing her best but her nerves were fra
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 171: Kelan’s Desperation
The tension in the courtroom was a living thing, crackling in the air as the trial dragged into its final stretch. Kerrigan sat at the front, her gaze steady, but inside, she could feel the relentless pressure of the past few months building.Every delay, every twisted statement, every loophole that Gregor and Kelan Benedict exploited had worn her patience thin. The media storm outside was ruthless, the Benedicts weaving lies and fabrications about her and Conor, turning the public’s perception of them into a battlefield.But today, the Benedicts were running out of time, and both sides could sense it.Kelan stood, his movements deliberate as he approached the front of the courtroom. His usually smug face was now set with the determination of a cornered animal.Conor could feel Kerrigan tense beside him, sensing the change in the air. Kelan had something planned. but the more he looked at the man, the more Conor wondered if Kelan had been feeling the stress of the last few weeks as mu
Rejected Billionaire book 2: Abraxas's Revenge Chapter 172: Conor’s Gambit
Gregor Benedict’s revelation of the King’s letter had cast a long shadow over the trial. Whispers of the royal sanction filled the halls, the uncertainty now clouding what had once seemed like a clear path to justice. But today, Conor had come prepared. Today, the tides would turn.As he stood before the court, Conor felt the steady hum of Celia’s power pulsing through him. It grounded him, kept him calm, even as the eyes of the court watched him closely, waiting for his next move. He could feel Kerrigan’s presence beside him, their bond giving him strength. This was the moment they had been waiting for.“Your Honor,” Conor began, his voice calm but carrying the weight of authority, “I request that the court scribe be placed at my disposal.”The presiding judge, who had grown increasingly weary of the trial’s twists, narrowed his eyes at Conor. "What purpose does this serve, Deinmaar Conor? Have we not seen enough?"Conor held his gaze. "There are ancient laws, buried within the kingdo
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The warm air of late spring greeted Conor and Kerrigan as their convoy rolled through the winding roads of Pinon Province, its rugged landscape starkly different from the lush forests of Lokir. The mountains stood tall and jagged, casting long shadows across the rocky terrain, as if guarding the secrets buried deep within the earth. It was here, beneath these formidable peaks, that the natural gas reserves lay, a potential treasure that could reshape Golan’s energy landscape—but only if Conor and Kerrigan could break through the iron resistance of the Pinon nobility.As the convoy slowed upon reaching the outskirts of Pinon’s provincial capital, Conor glanced at Kerrigan, who sat beside him, her face a mask of quiet determination. Faolan, her ever-loyal wolfhound, sat at her feet, head resting on her paws but eyes alert. Tom Ridley had already deployed the Dragoons ahead of them, ensuring the streets and the meeting venue were secure. Still, there was a tens
Chapter 204: Economic Crisis and Political Maneuvering
The sun hung low over the Lokir estate, casting a soft glow over the rolling hills and distant forests. Conor sat at the long oak table in the estate’s grand conference room, staring down at the map of Pinon Province spread out before him. The lines on the map marked the gas fields they were hoping to tap, though, at this point, hope felt like too generous a word. Kerrigan stood beside him, her fingers trailing over the routes of potential pipelines, her brow furrowed in concentration.“They’re stalling,” she muttered, her voice tight with frustration. “We’ve been at this for weeks, and the Pinon nobles still won’t commit.”Conor sighed, running a hand through his hair. “They don’t want outsiders telling them what to do. It’s not about the gas fields. It’s about power.”Before Kerrigan could respond, the door opened, and Marina Ellis entered, followed by a handful of engineers and busi
Chapter 203:Tension in the Air
The atmosphere inside Lokir Estate was growing heavier by the day. The spring air might have been fresh and crisp outside, but inside the estate’s stone walls, tension had settled like an unwelcome guest. Conor sat at the head of a long, rectangular table in the estate’s smaller war room, surrounded by military advisors and defense experts. Maps, charts, and reports were spread out before them, detailing Golan’s current military situation, a stark reminder of the pressure Serret’s sanctions had placed on them."We’ve secured the Jinstain port for now," Colonel Eli Johnson said, leaning over the table to point at a map of the coastal city. "But with Serret cutting off our access to electronic components and military hardware, we’re more vulnerable than we’ve been in years."Conor frowned, his fingers drumming lightly against the polished wood of the table. "That’s the part that bothers me," he muttered. "Serret knows we&rs
Chapter 202: Patchwork Solutions
The atmosphere in Golan was growing more tense by the hour. The streets of Jinstain were filled with unrest, and protests were becoming a daily occurrence in Lokir as well.The people were feeling the sting of Serret’s embargo, and the energy crisis was hitting harder than anyone had expected. Fuel prices had spiked, and the kingdom was feeling the strain. The one saving grace was that winter had broken so at least people where not freezing in their homes.In the face of this escalating tension, Conor and Kerrigan had no choice but to act swiftly and decisively.Conor stood by the window of their study in Lokir Estate, staring out at the rolling hills and distant lake. Kerrigan sat at the large oak desk, papers spread out before her. Both of them were silent, each lost in their own thoughts as they prepared for the public address that would take place in just a few hours. The protests had grown too large to ignore, and the people needed reassurance.
Chapter 201: A Kingdom Under Pressure
The sharp, early morning wind blowing through Lokir Estate carried the unmistakable chill of unrest. Even within the estate's thick stone walls, the tension was palpable. Conor sat at the large mahogany desk in the study, staring at reports that seemed to grow more dire with each passing day. The impact of Serret's sanctions was finally starting to show, and the kingdom of Golan was feeling the pinch.Energy prices had nearly doubled in the past week alone, and the latest reports from Jinstain confirmed that people were starting to take to the streets in protest. The same unrest was spreading to Lokir, and Kerrigan had received word just the night before that angry mobs had begun to gather in the main square. What started as a protest over fuel prices was quickly morphing into something more dangerous.Conor rubbed his temples, trying to stave off the growing headache. They were caught in a tightening grip, and Serret's sanctions were only the beginning.The doo
Chapter 200: The Ripple Effect of Sanctions
The quiet hum of Lokir Estate was deceptive. Outside, the air smelled of blooming flowers and fresh spring, but within, a storm was brewing. The sanctions Serret had imposed on Golan were starting to take their toll, and Conor and Kerrigan knew that the real challenges were only just beginning. Seated around a large table in the estate’s meeting room, Kerrigan was surrounded by her most trusted business leaders, heads of the Dragon Corporation, and representatives from the Jinstain Group. Across from her, Conor reviewed updates from their economic advisors, his brow furrowed in thought."Textiles and spices are our biggest short-term problem," Marina Ellis, Vice President of Jinstain Group, said, tapping the papers in front of her. "We’ve got nobles calling us every day, demanding their orders for high-end fabrics. Silk, cashmere, and wool—Serret’s embargo has cut off the majority of our supply, and Golan’s luxury market is feeling the pinch. The
Chapter 199: Economic Strategy and Countermeasures
The air around Lokir Estate was crisp with the touch of early spring, but the tension inside the estate was palpable. Conor and Kerrigan had been managing a growing storm for days as Serret’s sanctions began to sink their teeth into Golan’s economy. What had initially seemed like a diplomatic spat was now evolving into a full-blown economic conflict.They knew the sanctions would have consequences—Serret’s decision to cut off exports of military hardware, electronic components, oil, and high-quality textiles was already rattling the markets, particularly those reliant on the old Benedict Group. Despite their efforts, the threat from Serret loomed large, and Conor and Kerrigan needed a plan to ensure Golan’s survival.Inside one of the estate’s grand conference rooms, Kerrigan stood at the head of a long table. The faces of business leaders from Dragon Corporation and the Jinstain Group stared back at her from the large video screen,
Chapter 198: Growing Tensions with Serret
The mood in the Lokir Estate had changed since the early days of their arrival. What had begun as a time to settle into their roles, handle estate matters, and enjoy the peace of spring had now turned tense.Word of Serret’s actions continued to filter in, and it was clear that Prince Khalid wasn’t wasting any time testing Golan’s resolve. But the threat wasn’t coming in the form of soldiers or military maneuvers—it was coming from the marketplace, where Serret was quietly setting the stage for an economic war.Conor sat at his desk, going over reports from the Regency Council when Kerrigan entered the room, her steps brisk. She was holding a letter, her face a mask of frustration."We’ve just received confirmation," she said, handing the paper to him. "Serret has imposed trade sanctions on Golan, specifically targeting our metal and textile exports."Conor frowned as he scanned the document. The two industries in quest
Chapter 197: News of Prince Khalid
The sun had barely reached its zenith when Natalie knocked on the door to Kerrigan’s study, her face tight with concern. Kerrigan looked up from her desk, where she had been reviewing estate management reports, and motioned for Natalie to enter.“What is it?” Kerrigan asked, sensing the tension before Natalie even spoke.Natalie approached, holding a folded newspaper in one hand. “I think you’ll want to see this,” she said, her voice carefully measured.Kerrigan took the paper, glancing briefly at the front page before her eyes landed on the headline in bold print: "Power Couple or Political Pawns? The Kingdom Watches as Conor and Kerrigan Rise."Her stomach tightened as she began reading. The article painted a mostly benign picture of her and Conor’s relationship, focusing on their increasing influence in Golan. It speculated on their connection to the Regency Council, their roles in managing both Jinstain and Lo
