My Evil Husband by Sweet Mia novel Chapter 82

Third Person POV

"Dad. Do you really want me to sell Charlotte to the brothel?" Maxim asked his father who was sitting very quietly.

A glass of scotch was in Arnold's hand which he was drinking slowly while thinking about his victory.

He had trapped his both sons in his lies and like a fool they were, they believed him.

They both were not smart like him. He was a certified player when he was a teenager.

But his son Jack became a pussy and bound himself with a single lady.

He scoffed and said "Of course, we will sell her. She is a bitch anyway."

Then he looked at Maxim who was looking concerned and said "But yeah don't fuck her yet. We won't get a high amount if she loses her virginity." 

Maxim looked at him with a mixture of disgust and shock and said "Why would I touch her in that manner? She is my sister."

"So," Arnold spoke with a bored expression.

"I don't do incest. It's disgusting." Maxim told him while scrunching his nose in revulsion.

Arnold scoffed mentally and this time he was missing his other son Alan. 

He was his favorite son because he always had listened to him and done whatever he wanted.

"Well then tell your man to don't do anything with her except beating but that too not excessive. Don't want to ruin her beauty." He said and gulped the drink.

"Should I give her food?" Maxim asked

Arnold shook his head and said "Don't give her anything. She is getting fat anyway."

"What about the kids? They are crying nonstop." Maxim further asked

With a scoff, Arnold said "let them die. But don't give them food. That bitch should be punished."

"And you know what we have to do next right." He added.

Maxim nodded and got out of the room. He walked straight to the room he had kept Charlotte.

He pushed open the door and walked inside the darkroom where the only source of light was the small window.

He heard the sniffling sounding of her and for a few seconds, he felt bad. She is technically his sister.

But also just because of her and Jack, his father didn't come back to them.

So he couldn't help but felt jealous of them. They had everything which he didn't have while growing up.

Charlotte heard the sound of footsteps and got alert. Maybe he came back to beat her and again try to rape her.

Maxim switched on the light and looked at the bruises which were on her face and body.

Her hands were bound to the bed and she was still in her nightclothes which was torn from some sides.

"Who are you?" Charlotte tried to ask him in a strong voice but the shivering of her voice failed her.

"It doesn't concern you but I am your half brother," Maxim spoke in a hard voice.

Charlotte looked at him in shock and said "You are not. My brother is Jack and my stepbrother is dead."

He rolled his eyes and said "I am your brother. My name is Maxim."

He took some steps toward her making Charlotte crawl back. He stopped in his steps when he saw the raw fear in her eyes.

"Don't come near me. My brother won't leave you." Charlotte told him while crying.

He shook his head and took some steps and that when she shouted "don't you dare touch me. Kill me but please don't touch me."

She jerked on the handcuffs and tried to free herself from these bindings while sobbing.

He removed the handcuff from her right hand and said "you are my sister. I don't do incest and I am married. I do love my wife and she is pregnant."

He didn't know why he had told her this. Maybe because he wanted to assure her that he won't touch her.

He is in the Mafia but still, he won't cheat his wife especially now that she was pregnant.

And the mere thought of thinking about his sister in that way is repulsive.

Charlotte was still unsure of it because only Jack is the one who is her real brother.

She thought that Alan could be her brother. But he had lost the place in her life when he touched her bosoms.

She was 16 at that time and was in the room watching a movie when he came into her room and touched her.

She had complained about it to her father but what her father said shocked her to the core. 

He had said that it's okay for him to touch me like that. He had put his hand on my thigh to emphasize his point.

After that, she somehow gained some courage to talk about it with Jack, when he came back after 1 year.

He had sent her to Italy for further studies without telling anyone about her.