My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: 128/The Green Eyes Collector

Chapter 128:

Julie’s Point of View

The woman’s blue eyes were fixed on me as if they were digging into my features, waiting for an answer with a suspicious patience that made the hairs on my neck stand up.

I tried to escape her gaze, pressing with trembling fingers against the warmth of the mug, and said, trying to find an excuse: "Can I drink this first? I still feel cold."

She leaned her back slightly and said in a calm tone: "Yes, of course, go ahead."

I began to sip the warm liquid slowly, feeling its heat slide down my throat, while my mind raced ahead of my heartbeat in search of a convincing lie.

After I finished the cup and placed it on the table with a hand that was still shaking, she asked me: "What is your name?"

I said in a faint voice: "Julie."

A slight smile formed on her lips that didn’t reach her eyes: "A beautiful name, Julie. And I am Samantha."

I nodded cautiously: "Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Samantha."

She leaned toward me again, as if interrogating me silently, then said in a tone that accepted no evasion: "Yes... what is your story?"

Her curiosity had not faded despite her apparent kindness. I felt a cramp in my stomach and said, trying to steady my tone of voice: "My father wanted to marry me off to someone I don’t love, and I ran away from home."

Samantha raised her eyebrow in surprise, tilting her head to the side as she scrutinized me coldly: "Is that really what happened?"

She uttered her sentence in a tone that made the blood freeze in my veins, as if she were piercing through my lie and knew the whole truth.

I swallowed my saliva and tried to support my shaky narrative: "The groom my father chose is an old man, and he has children older than me."

Her features remained frozen, devoid of any human expression. Suddenly, I began to feel a strange heaviness in my eyelids.

I rubbed my eyes hard while her face began to double and move in a blurred way before me. A sudden panic hit me; had I fallen into another trap? Is this woman an organ trafficker or a serial killer?

I said in a faltering and almost inaudible voice: "I can’t see well..."

Despite my rapidly blurring vision, I caught the edge of a wicked smile beginning to form on her face, a smile that stripped her of all that artificial kindness.

I tried to stand up, but my legs failed me completely, and I felt as if my body had become a piece of lead. I said, panting: "What is happening?"

With my final attempt to grab the edge of the sofa, the thread of my consciousness unraveled, and I felt the darkness swallow me and plunge me into a deep abyss.

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Carlos’s Point of View

My pupils dilated as I contemplated the void; I never imagined that my heart would beat for a woman before, and that woman is a girl only eighteen years old.

I was always trying to convince myself that it was just a whim and would end, but it didn’t end. The problem is that Robert my friend for years who never shared his feelings with a woman fell into the same net I fell into.

My jaw muscles tensed as I remembered his request for me to give up Julie, to give up the girl who made my heart beat and rejoice just by seeing her. I said sharply: "I will not give up on you, Julie, and I will fight for you even if I make Robert my enemy."

The ringing of my phone interrupted my train of thought; it was Marcus, my nephew. I answered curtly: "Yes Marcus, what is it?"

He said: "Uncle, we found Monchies."

I sat up straight and felt the pulse of anger in my temple: "Did you find that scoundrel?"

He said: "Yes, he was hiding inside a whore’s house."

I said: "I’m coming now. I want to hold him accountable myself." I put on my jacket with a swift movement and hurried out; for Monchies was my right hand upon whom I relied, and I would be the one to punish him for his betrayal.

I reached the warehouse and entered; the air was heavy with the smell of moisture and blood. Monchies was tied to the chair, his head tilted, and bloody wounds covered his face.

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