My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: 222/Shards of a Shattered Soul

Chapter 222

Don Morgan’s POV

"Who is dead?!" I roared, sparks of fury flying from my eyes.

The reply struck me like a physical blow. "The Snake, sir."

I slammed the phone shut and floored the accelerator.

I couldn’t believe it how could a man as invincible as The Snake fall? I don’t even remember the drive to the warehouse; I braked so hard the tires screamed against the asphalt. I leaped out and ran inside like a madman.

He was sprawled on the ground, his body still and drowning in a pool of crimson blood.

I knelt beside him, seeing the jagged hole in his chest from a deep bullet wound. I pressed my trembling fingers to his neck. At first, there was nothing but a haunting silence. Then, after agonizing seconds, I felt it a faint, ghost-like pulse beneath his cold skin.

"He’s alive, you idiot!" I screamed at the guard standing nearby.

I didn’t wait for help. I scooped him up in my arms, feeling the heavy, limp weight of his body as his blood soaked into my shirt. I laid him in the backseat and drove like a man possessed, weaving through traffic and taking corners on two wheels.

I kept stealing glances at him in the rearview mirror, my voice raspy and desperate. "Hold on... I’m going to save you!"

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Julie’s POV

I stood frozen, my eyes glued to Ron and another guard as they carried Robert’s lifeless body into the restaurant. I began to run after them, my steps stumbling. I didn’t scream; not a single tear fell.

I was simply submerged in a shock that paralyzed my limbs and turned the world into a blur of gray shadows.

We rushed downstairs, where the female doctor was waiting with a grim expression.

They hurried him into the room and slammed the door in my face. In that moment, I collapsed. It felt as if a sudden paralysis had seized my entire body. I squeezed my eyes shut, memories of the last time I was in his arms flooding back how he kissed me with such tenderness, how his fingers played with my hair, and the way his gaze made me forget everything else in the world.

A physical tear ripped through my chest. My heart was shattering into a thousand jagged pieces, and the oxygen vanished from my lungs. Suddenly, the silence of the corridor was pierced by a primal scream from the depths of my soul: "Robert!"

I surged up with a sudden, unknown strength and lunged for the door like a woman possessed. A guard blocked my path, grabbing my arms to hold me back. I fought him with feral desperation, pounding on his chest and screaming hysterically.

In a moment of pure madness, I sank my teeth into his hand, biting down hard. Even then, he wouldn’t let go. I writhed in his grip, screaming at the top of my lungs, "Let me go! I want to see him! I need to see him!"

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Carlos’s POV

In that cursed moment when the silence of the warehouse erupted in gunfire, everything played out before my eyes in slow motion.

My bullet pierced The Snake’s chest with lethal precision, but in that same fraction of a second, The Snake’s bullet lodged itself in Robert’s back. Robert’s body stiffened.

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