My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: 243/The Unforeseen Disaster

Chapter 243:

Julie’s POV

Alright, it seemed insane that I had fallen for Robert, but it happened. I looked at Steve, who was staring at me as if I were an alien. "No one chooses who they love, Steve," I said.

"This isn’t a choice; it’s suicide!" he spat back bitterly, waving his hand dismissively.

I lifted my chin in defiance. "I love that man. Suicide or not... I love him."

He narrowed his eyes. "Are you going to stay in that club?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"You’re insane," he said, rubbing his face in disbelief.

"Yes, I am," I replied with a sad smile. "Steve, you won’t tell a single soul on this earth about this. Do you understand?"

He exhaled sharply. "Fine, I won’t."

I stepped closer, gripping his shirt, my tone commanding. "And my father... you won’t go near him. I swear, if you do, I will never speak to you again. You’ll lose me forever."

"I get it, Julie," he grumbled, looking away.

"And Carlos... stay away from him too," I added.

Steve groaned. "Ugh, Julie! Are you the one giving me orders now?"

"Yes, I am. Because you’re impulsive," I said seriously.

He mocked me. "Oh, and you’re the logical one? You fell for the guy who bought you!"

I winced as if I’d been slapped. "That’s cruel."

"You needed to hear it," he said coldly.

I sighed deeply, adjusting my cap. "Fine. I have to go now. Steve, don’t forget what I told you."

"I haven’t."

I lunged toward him and pulled him into a tight hug, burying my face in his chest. "I love you, Steve. Please, listen to me."

He patted my back, his voice softening. "Don’t worry."

I pulled back and looked into his eyes. "I don’t want to lose you. I trusted you with everything."

"Alright, Julie."

"Goodbye for now," I said, heading for the door.

Max and I left, and as we were heading down the stairs, he whispered, "Are you sure he won’t kill your father?"

"He promised me he wouldn’t," I said, my heart heavy with worry. I truly hoped he’d keep his word.

We hailed a taxi. "Let’s head back to the club," I told Max.

But Max surprised me. "I’m going to grab a drink at a nearby club first."

"What?" I stared at him.

"Go back by yourself if you want," he said nonchalantly.

I thought for a moment. "No, I’ll come with you. I won’t lie I need a breather from that place."

Max smiled. "Let’s have some fun then."

Of course, I was terrified Robert would find out I wasn’t at the club, but how? He was shot and surely sleeping by now. We arrived at a nightclub and got out. "I’ve never been to a nightclub before," I said, staring at the neon lights.

"You’re going tonight," he said, pushing the door open.

The loud music hit me instantly. The place was so crowded we had to shove our way through until we reached the bar. "Ugh, what is this?" I yelled over the noise, covering my ears.

"The club is on fire tonight!" Max shouted back.

"Clearly," I replied. I was shocked by everything; the flashing lights, the deafening music, and the girls in incredibly revealing clothes.

Max asked the bartender, "What are you drinking?"

"Juice," I said quickly.

"No, alcohol," Max countered.

"No alcohol!" I insisted.

Just then, two girls approached the bar. Max winked at them. "Pst... hey beauties."

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