My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101: 102/A Heartbeat Away

Chapter 102:

Carlos’s Point of View

I repeated her word with a tone full of wonder, while my features reflected a feigned confusion:

"Randomly?"

I sat up on her bed, resting my palms behind my back as I watched her beautiful confusion, and continued confidently:

"Never... I choose my friends with extreme care, and by standards that not many can pass."

Julie raised her eyebrows defiantly, crossing her arms over her chest in an offensive stance:

"You say you are my friend yet you don’t know me, and I don’t know anything about you."

I smiled, feeling a desire to break this deadlock between us. I began listing facts, counting them slowly on my fingers:

"My name is Carlos... I am forty years old... Mexican by origin and heart, I love all spicy Mexican food... a businessman, unmarried, and I have no children."

Her gaze fixed on me in wonder, as if she were expecting something more mysterious or terrifying, then suddenly... her laughter broke out.

My God, that laugh had the effect of magic; it made her facial features light up in a way that made me forget everything I was thinking about.

She said, trying to regain her composure amidst her laughter:

"I think you forgot to say that you are a doctor!"

My eyes gleamed with playfulness, and I said to her jokingly as I touched my cheek which still carried the ghost of the slap:

"Yes... you even slapped my face hard! don’t you see that our relationship has become very solid through this act?"

She stopped laughing for a moment, shot me a rebellious young look, and said in a tone that still carried remnants of her old resentment:

"You completely deserved that slap."

Julie tilted her head to the side, narrowing her eyes as she watched my playful features, so I said in a calm tone tinged with dismissal:

"A small kiss on your cheek... it isn’t a big deal that justifies all this explosion."

Her body stiffened immediately, and she took a single step toward me, pointing her finger firmly in my face:

"Don’t ever do it again... never!"

Her threatening words only increased my desire to provoke her further; a wide smile formed on my lips as I contemplated her short stature compared to mine, and I asked her cunningly while leaning my body slightly toward her:

"And what will you do if I do? Will you kill me, for example?"

Julie pointed sharply toward the door and said in a commanding tone:

"That’s enough... get out of my room now, your girl is waiting for you upstairs."

I didn’t move from my spot; instead, I reclined in a more relaxed position on her bed, interlacing my hands behind my head, saying with provocative coolness:

"I don’t feel like leaving... I enjoy sitting here."

Features of confusion and bewilderment appeared on her face, and she stepped forward, exclaiming:

"Your girl is upstairs! Come on, get up!"

I ignored her words completely and half-closed my eyes, watching her reaction.

Her eyes narrowed with anger, and she said threateningly:

"Do you want me to ask the dog ’Axel’ to attack you?"

I didn’t miss the tone of the threat, so I raised my eyebrow and pointed with my hand toward my back where my weapon was hidden:

"Did you forget? I have a gun... and your little friend won’t stand a chance against me."

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