My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: 210/The King’s Stolen Property

Chapter 210

Julie’s POV

I opened my eyes with immense difficulty, a heavy weight crushing my head as if mountains were pressing down on my eyelids. I tried to process what had happened, looking up to see a towering white ceiling with a massive, shimmering gold chandelier hanging in the center.

I was lying on a large bed, but when I tried to move, the chill of metal bit into my skin; my hands and feet were tightly bound in shackles.

I began to thrash my body violently, trying to break free, but the restraints only dug deeper into my wrists. Panic seized me, and I started screaming at the top of my lungs until I felt my throat raw and tearing. "Help! Somebody help me!" But the only response was the trembling echo of my own voice.

My heart stopped for a second as a thought hit me... Who kidnapped me? Did Robert pull this trick again? Is he repeating what he did when I tried to escape last time, making me believe I was abducted? Yes, of course it’s him! I called out, my voice a mix of anger and pleading, "Robert! I know you’re playing with me... get me out of here!"

I waited, but the silence was absolute.

"Robert, I didn’t run away," I continued, my voice shaking. "I was only following you so you wouldn’t kill that man... please!" I watched the door without blinking, waiting desperately for it to swing open and for him to walk in with his usual coldness. But nothing happened.

That’s when true terror began to seep into my bones; a cold shiver ran down my spine. What if it wasn’t Robert? I remembered his stern words when he told me he didn’t want anyone to know about our relationship because he had many enemies who would exploit the situation... Does this mean an enemy of Robert actually kidnapped me? But no one knows about us!

I began to shake involuntarily, tears of fear burning my eyes as I wondered in a daze: My God, what will happen to me now? Will they kill me? I felt the coldness of death surrounding me in that luxurious room that had turned into a desolate prison.

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Robert’s POV

Blood was boiling in my veins to the point where I felt an immense pressure behind my eyes. I roared at Carlos, "That bastard kidnapped her, Carlos!" Carlos replied, his features masked in bewilderment and confusion, "How did he get into the club and take her? I don’t understand!"

At that moment, the phone vibrated violently in my hand. It was Ron. I answered in a voice raspy with rage, "Yes, Ron!"

His voice came fast: "I tracked her. She went downstairs to the guard area, went to the gym, and was talking to Diego."

I knit my brows, a sting of suspicion burning my chest. "Diego? How the hell does Julie know Diego?"

"I don’t know, sir," Ron replied. "But she walked with him to his room and went inside. Obviously, I don’t know what happened in there, but she came out after a few minutes, went to the keypad door, and opened it."

"She opened it herself?" I asked in disbelief, my grip tightening on the phone.

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