My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: 154/Stolen Innocence

Chapter 154

Julie’s Point of View

I had completely surrendered, waiting with a trembling heart and a burning body for what this monster would do to me tonight... Robert leaned toward me slowly, and I felt his warm tongue licking my cheek with a strange gentleness. Then, suddenly, he let out a loud barking sound!

My God, what is wrong with him? Has he gone mad? The barking grew louder and louder. I snapped my eyes open in alarm, only to be struck by the truth; I saw Axel on top of me, enthusiastically licking my cheek and barking in my face. I sat up with a jolt, shock tying my tongue. "Was that... a dream?"

It had felt so real! I swear I felt his dominant presence, his rough touch, and the heat of his breath searing my skin. I shook my head violently as if chasing his ghost out of the room, muttering in disgust: "It was a nightmare... I can’t imagine that stupid monster touching me!"

I got out of bed with unsteady steps and headed straight for the bathroom. I felt a flush of shame when I realized I was wet down there... I cursed myself in a low voice for this pathetic state I’d reached.

I’m getting wet every single day now! Damn it... I miss those quiet days at my father’s house, where my feelings never stirred in such a wild way. I was never obsessed with peeping on men while they showered, nor with stroking my cursed pussy that’s gone mad, and I never, ever had these diabolical dreams.

I missed my simple dreams; when I’d see myself running into an exam hall having forgotten all the answers, or dreaming of my brother, Steve, suddenly coming home... Now, I’ve turned into nothing but a whore dreaming about Robert fucking her! And why Robert specifically? I hate him!

I stood under the cold water, hoping to regain my senses. After I stepped out, I stood before the mirror, my body trembling with resentment. I said to myself bitterly: "Even in your damn dream he didn’t say he loves you, and you said ’I love you’ to him, you foolish idiot!"

I dressed in my gym clothes quickly, rage simmering in my veins. I couldn’t stand the thought, and for some reason, I was furious because he didn’t say "I love you" even in my imagination! I put out food for Axel, then leaned down and said to him sorrowfully: "Why did you wake me up? You should have let me ask him one more time!" How pathetic am I... am I really this desperate, waiting to hear that word from him in a dream?

I ate my breakfast in a hurry and headed straight to Max. I found him waiting for me in the gym with his serious expression. "You’re late," he said the moment he saw me.

I shot him a look that could kill. "And if I’m late, what’s going to happen? Will the sky fall?"

He raised an eyebrow in surprise, looking at me for a long moment. "And why all this anger?"

"I’m not angry!" I replied, clenching my fist, my voice taut with tension.

He shook his head mockingly. "Yeah... that’s very clear."

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Stuart’s Point of View

Meredith was sleeping beside me on the bed, but her body was trembling even in her terrified slumber.

Yesterday, she spiraled into a very difficult state again; she started drinking non-stop, at times sobbing bitterly and at others cursing and screaming incoherent words until she surrendered to sleep from sheer exhaustion.

I thought the years would be enough to make her forget, but every time she relapses, that black hole returns to swallow us both.

I remembered that day that turned everything black before my eyes; when we went to choose a wedding dress. She was distracted, lost, her eyes staring into the void. "My beauty, what’s wrong with you today?" I asked tenderly, trying to break her silence.

"Nothing," she replied with a killing coldness.

I wasn’t convinced. I took her cold hand and said: "Ever since we got in the car, I felt you weren’t right. Even after we got to the shop, though you were so excited for this, you now look miserable."

"Stuart, don’t pressure me," she said sharply, pulling her hand away.

"I won’t, but I want to check on you," I replied calmly.

"I’m fine," she muttered.

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