My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131: 131/The Fever of Desire

Chapter 131

Julie’s Point of View

I ate a few bites quickly, but I felt a lump in my throat, so I pushed the plate away. I went in to shower, and immediately upon coming out, a strange heat began to course through the pores of my skin, as if my blood had suddenly started to boil.

I muttered as I wiped my wet face: "Am I going to get sick because I stayed out in the cold last night when I escaped?"

I took some underwear and a short nightrobe and placed them on the bed, then went to dry my hair.

But as soon as I turned on the dryer, I felt its air stinging my scalp like fire, so I turned it off immediately and tossed it aside. My body was rejecting any touch; I couldn’t even stand to wear my underwear.

I settled for the robe alone, but the heat was increasing and concentrating in my lower abdomen in a terrifying way.

Axel suddenly started barking and scratching the door with his claws.

I said to him in a faltering voice: "What do you want?" He went to the door and started climbing it, so I thought he was bored of being locked in. As soon as I unlocked the bolt, he shot out like an arrow. I ran after him, pulling the robe tight over my body: "Axel! Come here!"

But he went upstairs, toward his master’s wing.

I tried to catch him, but a thick hand suddenly gripped my arm. It was a guard I had seen repeatedly in the hallway. I said in a sharp tone, trying to pull my hand away: "Let go of my arm! What do you want?"

He said, scanning my body with hungry looks: "Where are you going?"

I said with difficulty, the heat making my vision blur: "What is it to you?" I pulled my hand forcefully, but he drew closer to me and whispered: "Come here for a moment... I want to talk to you about something."

I said as I retreated, while my cursed body was trembling with a strange desire to touch him: "I don’t know you and you don’t know me... what is this thing you want to talk to me about?"

His proximity to me generated a terrifying conflict within me; I wanted to embrace him, I wanted anyone to touch me to extinguish this fire.

I decided to flee toward Axel before I lost my mind, but he grabbed my waist this time and said: "Admit it... you want to kiss me now, you long for my touch."

I froze in bewilderment; how did he know what I was feeling? Before I could speak, the sound of a bullet echoed, piercing the side of his head, and he collapsed as a lifeless corpse before me.

I caught sight of Robert standing there, returning his weapon to his waist coldly. I didn’t see him as a monster this time; rather, he seemed painfully attractive to me, to the point that I forgot the blood on the floor.

I felt a wetness flooding between my thighs, and for a second, I thought I had lost control of my bladder out of fear, but the feeling was different... it was deep and throbbing.

The desire to embrace that stranger vanished and was replaced by an obsession with Robert; I wanted to devour his lips right now.

I brushed the idea from my head and asked in a trembling voice: "Axel... where is he?"

He stepped toward me and said in a muffled voice: "What did this scoundrel do to you?"

I didn’t answer; I just kept staring at the movement of his lips. He said in his hoarse voice: "Julie..." My God, how he pronounced my name! His voice was more beautiful than any melody I had ever heard. I said, trying to hold myself together: "Axel... where is he?"

He said: "He is in my room, come take him."

I dashed upstairs, entered his room, and found Axel lying there. I called him: "Axel, let’s go," but he refused to move. I felt the wetness increasing again, and as soon as Robert entered behind me, he approached and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Julie?"

No, I am not okay at all... I want you to strip me of my clothes, to extinguish this fire! But I said, averting my gaze from him: "Axel doesn’t want to go... can he stay with you?"

The desire hit me violently again. I felt an urgent need to touch myself, so I grabbed my stomach and bent my body slightly, trying to press my thighs together to ease that feeling.

Robert placed his hand on my shoulder and said: "Julie..."

I lost my control for a second and fled into his bathroom quickly. I washed my face with cold water until it almost froze, and cleaned my thighs with toilet paper, but every touch made it worse.

I squeezed my legs together tightly while trembling; why do I feel this? I had decided to remain a virgin, so how could this desire come to me with such intensity?

I came out of the bathroom trying to flee to my room, but he blocked my way and grabbed my arm: "You cannot go, Julie, you are not well."

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