My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231: 231/The Deadly Circle

Chapter 231

Julie’s POV

What was Steve doing here? The moment his green eyes landed on me, they widened in sheer disbelief. He froze as if he had seen a ghost. A sudden chill invaded my limbs; I wanted to run, to vanish.

He couldn’t know the truth, and I couldn’t risk anyone else here finding out he was my brother. But I remained rooted to the spot, unable to move a single muscle.

Carlos approached first, speaking in his usual calm tone. "Good morning, Julie. Is Robert doing better today?"

My tongue felt heavy, but I forced myself to collect my shattered nerves. I spoke quickly, my voice clear enough for Steve to hear, hoping to prevent him from exposing us before he could utter a word. "Who is this young man with you? Is he your brother?"

Steve was stunned.

He blinked repeatedly, staring at me in disbelief as if my words had been a physical slap. Carlos looked at him, then back at me. "Oh, this is Steve... one of my men."

I struggled to keep my voice from trembling, locking my eyes onto Steve’s. "Pleased to meet you, Steve. I’m Julie."

A brief, suffocating silence followed. Steve swallowed hard, then extended his hand mechanically. "Hello, Miss Julie," he said, his voice raspy and laden with unspoken reproach.

I reached out and shook his hand. His palm was rough and warm.

I felt a faint tremor pass between our joined hands. I looked deep into his eyes the gaze of a man asking a thousand questions: What are you doing here? Why are you pretending you don’t know me? Yet, he chose to play along with this charade for now.

Moments felt like centuries until Carlos remarked with a hint of confusion, "Is this handshake ever going to end?" He firmly pulled Steve’s hand away from mine. I realized I had held on for too long. "Oh... I drifted off," I stammered.

Carlos studied Steve and then me intently, narrowing his eyes. "You two have the same eyes. That’s why he felt so familiar."

My heart hammered against my ribs, but I forced a fake laugh. "Yes, you’re right... what a strange coincidence!"

"I’m going up to see Robert," Carlos said, gesturing toward the room.

"Yes, go ahead," I nodded.

As Carlos walked away, Steve followed closely behind. But he stole one last glance back at me before disappearing around the corner a single look that told me there would be hell to pay later.

I stood there, terror hollowed out my chest. I didn’t know what to do. How could I tell him our father sold me? He would surely kill him and end up in prison, and he wouldn’t spare anyone in this place if he knew I had become part of this filthy world. Damn it, everything just got complicated.

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Olivia’s POV

I practically ran into the club this morning, my breath hitching and the sound of my heartbeat ringing in my ears. I had received news that Robert had been shot. I ran like a madwoman through the corridors and headed for his room a room I had never entered in my life.

I knocked with a trembling hand, and heard Mr. Thomas’s voice from within: "Come in."

I entered to find Robert lying on the bed. My God! My heart nearly stopped; I was paralyzed, unable to breathe. "Olivia," Thomas said, looking at me.

"Hello, Mr. Thomas... I came to check on Mr. Robert’s condition," I said, trying to find my voice.

"He’s fine now," Thomas replied coldly. "The doctor was just here and said he’s in good shape."

I stepped closer, my eyes fixed on his pale face. "Praise be to God for your safety, Mr. Robert."

"Thank you, Olivia," he replied wearily.

"You don’t look comfortable, Mr. Robert," I noted, noticing his awkward position. I moved closer and cautiously began adjusting the pillows behind his back to support him. My heart was racing wildly being this close to him, and I felt a heat flush across my face. Meanwhile, there was a knock at the door, but I was focused entirely on the pillows.

"Good morning," Carlos said as he entered.

"Good morning, Carlos," Thomas replied.

"Robert, are you feeling better today?" Carlos asked with concern.

"Yes, I’m fine," Robert said, before calling out sharply, "Olivia."

I moved to the other side of the bed so he could see me. Suddenly, he asked, "Where is Julie?"

I felt a searing sting in my chest. Why was he asking for that bitch the moment he woke up? "I don’t know, sir. I only just arrived," I said with forced indifference.

"Tell her to come to me," he commanded.

"Yes, sir," I replied, clenching my teeth.

I stormed out of the room, cursing that wretched girl under my breath. But the moment I stepped out, I saw someone I never expected to see... standing right there!

"Steve?!" I gasped in shock.

He saw me and strode toward me. "Olivia! What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" I snapped.

"I came with my boss."

"Who?"

"Mr. Carlos."

I was stunned. "You work for Mr. Carlos?"

He nodded. "Yes." Then he asked sternly, "And you?"

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