My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: 255/The Silence of Love

Chapter 255:

Robert’s POV

She stood up from the sofa with broken steps, and every movement she made stabbed at my pride. I could see the lines of pain clearly etched on her pale face. In that moment, I felt a cold sting of regret gnawing at my chest for what I had done to her. I didn’t know how I had lost control to the point of treating her with such primal cruelty.

I caught her gently, trying to compensate for the night’s roughness with sudden tenderness. "Are you in pain?" I asked in a low voice.

"No," she replied, trying to avoid my gaze.

I tightened my grip on her waist slightly. "Julie... don’t lie."

She let out a stifled groan of pain and said weakly, "Just a little."

A heavy weight pressed against my chest. How had I let myself hurt her like this? How did I allow the mafia beast within me to ravage her innocence without mercy? I swallowed hard and uttered the one word Robert Cross had never spoken in his entire life: "I’m sorry."

She looked at me in shock, as if she couldn’t believe I had apologized. "There’s no need to be sorry," she said quietly.

"Come, let’s lie on the bed," I said, pulling her closer.

I walked beside her, my hand supporting her carefully. I watched her jaw clinch with every step and her leg muscles tremble visibly. Damn me! How did I hurt her this much?

We lay on the bed, and I wrapped my arm around her small body, engulfing her against my chest as if trying to protect her from myself. She rested her head on my chest, and I stroked her hair with deep remorse. "Julie... I won’t do this to you again."

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with questioning. "Why?"

"I don’t want you to be in pain like this," I answered with bitter honesty.

But her response stunned me. "But I liked it," she said with certainty.

I scrutinized her features, trying to discern if she was only saying that to satisfy my ego or to ease my guilt. "I will never repeat what I did today to you," I said firmly.

I saw a flash of annoyance cross her face. She pulled away slightly. "As you wish," she said dryly.

I remained silent, watching her back, realizing that tonight I hadn’t just broken her innocence I had perhaps ignited a desire within her whose consequences even I might not be able to handle in the future.

For a few seconds, I watched the curve of her back as she gave me the cold shoulder, feeling a strange sense of confusion. Did she really mean what she said? Or had the mafia venom I injected into her veins tonight made her lose her mind?

I reached out slowly, running my fingers down the length of her spine. I felt her skin prickle under my touch despite her irritation. I pulled her gently back against me and whispered in her ear, "You don’t realize what you’re asking for, Julie... the cruelty you saw tonight isn’t a game."

She looked at me with eyes shimmering with reproach. I felt her body stiffen in my arms as she asked in a tone wounded by her pride, "Do you consider me just a child who isn’t worthy of you?"

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