My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: 136/Visual Sin

Chapter 136

Julie’s Point of View

Carlos’s confession was a whirlpool that wouldn’t subside in my head; "Attraction"? A heavy word that left me struggling in my confusion for hours. And when he promised me a way out, I felt the pulse of joy drumming against the walls of my chest... finally, I would breathe air that didn’t reek of this club. But behind that joy, a fear was gnawing at me: does freedom have a price?

Does he expect me to reciprocate that attraction? And am I even attracted to him? I wished there was someone I could pour my heart out to.

I remembered Axel; I had to set out his food, but I froze when I realized he was in Robert’s room.

My face ignited with shame and my limbs trembled whenever last night leaped before my eyes. How did I lose control like that? And the worst part is that I feel a sting of pain and anger in my heart because he refused to touch me!

I raised my hand and brought it down on my face with a sharp slap that made me wince and clutch my reddened cheek: "You need this slap, Julie, because you’ve started hallucinating."

I had to process what happened to me how I was rubbing against him like a cat in heat.

I left my room and headed toward Robert’s office. I climbed the stairs, and as soon as my feet hit the hallway, the door opened.

I froze in my tracks as I saw Robert and Carlos in a wretched state; blue and purple bruises covered their features, and crimson drops of blood stained their clothes, as if they had just emerged from a grinding war.

I said in a trembling voice shrouded in terror: "What happened to you? What happened?"

Carlos replied coldly, wiping the corner of his mouth: "We were just having a little fun."

I raised my eyebrow in bewilderment, my stomach contracting: "Fun?"

Carlos said: "It’s a private ritual."

Robert interrupted us in a tone as dry as ice: "What do you want, Julie?"

I said, rubbing my fingers nervously: "I want to talk to you."

He replied with a single word: "Later," and brushed past me with his stiff body toward his room, while Carlos waved his hand, said "Goodbye," and left.

I remained standing alone, curiosity boiling in my veins. I followed Robert and knocked on his door, but silence was the master of the situation.

I hesitated, almost turning back, but I pushed the door slowly and entered. Axel ran toward me the moment he saw me; I leaned down to him and began stroking his face while trying to calm my pulse: "Did you miss me, you troublemaker?"

The room was empty, but the sound of rushing water in the bathroom alerted my senses; he was showering. I sat on the sofa, trying to remain steady, but the devil began whispering to me to go and steal a glance at him.

Then I remembered the first time I saw him naked; how the world went dark and I fell unconscious. I muttered in a faint voice: "No, Julie... sit down and don’t act stupidly."

But that time I was a frightened, hidden prey and it was my first time seeing a naked man; now the situation is completely different. I don’t think I’ll be affected it’s the second time.

I stood up and walked with cautious steps, holding my breath so he wouldn’t hear me. I approached the ajar door, my heart pounding against my ribs with a violence that almost pierced my chest.

What if he caught me? But my feet were moving by the command of my curiosity, not my mind. I stood and pressed my back against the cold wall, then tilted my head very slowly to see what was inside.

He was there, standing under the streaming water with his completely naked body.

His bulging back muscles were contracting and expanding with every movement, the dragon tattoo slithering over his broad shoulder as if it were alive, and his firm buttocks under the pressure of the water.

The sight was capturing me; I saw a side of him I hadn’t seen before. I kept staring, taking advantage of his position as he looked at the wall, then I pressed my back against the wall again with force because I felt a sudden heat erupting in my body... the same cursed symptoms of last night!

I took a long breath, then decided to take one last look before fleeing to the sofa. I tilted my head again, but the shock paralyzed my movement; he was no longer looking at the wall.

He was facing me with his massive, broad chest, his sculpted abdominal muscles, and his large dick which protruded clearly... and above all that, his sharp eyes were colliding directly with mine!

My God... he saw me!

The world turned upside down; I fled immediately, blood boiling in my cheeks from sheer embarrassment. I ran out of the room and down the hallway at maximum speed, my heart nearly stopping from terror.

It was never in my plan to be caught red-handed... no, this was not part of the plan!

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Robert’s Point of View

I didn’t believe my eyes at first; I thought the water vapor and the headache from Carlos’s blows were conjuring illusions, but it was her. Julie, standing behind the ajar door, her widened eyes devouring my body with a bewilderment I hadn’t known in her.

And when our gazes met, I saw terror trembling in her pupils before she turned and vanished like a fleeing shadow.

I stepped out of the bathroom, my body still dripping with water. I pulled my clothes on roughly and dressed, then dried my hair with a coarse towel while grinding my teeth.

I took a quick look in the mirror; my face was a canvas of blue bruises, my lips were swollen, and the marks of Carlos’s fists had left their trace clearly.

I had to know why she entered my room, and even worse, why she stayed watching me while I showered?

I headed to her room, pushed the door, and entered, but the room was still.

My eyes fell immediately on a massive bouquet of red roses resting on her bed; I didn’t need superior intelligence to know they were from Carlos.

I checked the bathroom door inside her room and it was firmly locked.

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