My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326: 326/A Rosy Dream in a Jet-Black Reality

Chapter 326:

Jake’s POV

The breath was cut off in my throat and the blood froze in my veins with a shock that shattered my entity. Julie was cast upon the cold floor, entirely naked, her long brown hair soaked with water and streaming around her, extended with a terrifying relaxation like a lifeless corpse from which the soul had vanished, her skin as pale and white as snow.

I headed toward her with momentum and knelt violently on the floor upon my knees without feeling the hardness of the ground. My two trembling palms extended to touch her cold cheeks. I tilted my torso over her and watched her still face, beginning to speak with rapid breaths and a raspy voice filled with startle: "Julie... do you hear me?"

But she did not answer me, and not a single eyelid of hers fluttered. My dread doubled and my chest constricted with force. I bent lower and passed my arms swiftly beneath her lower back and her knees, and carried her between my hands with momentum, pressing her relaxed body toward my chest. I took her with supreme speed and accelerating steps out of the bathroom toward her room.

I extended her body with caution over the bed, and with a swift, flashing movement, I pulled the thick cotton cover and covered her entirely naked body with it to protect it from the coldness. I bent over her again, gripped her covered shoulders tightly, and began to shake her with violence and frustration to make her wake up, shouting with a spasm: "You fool... wake up!"

When I received no response, I turned my head hysterically around the aspects of the room searching for something to rescue her. I headed with wide, disturbed strides toward the small table in her room, snatched a perfume bottle with trembling fingers, pressed its head, and sprayed it heavily onto the palm of my hand.

Then I returned swiftly and sat on the edge of her mattress, placing my hand close to her nose with urgency so she would inhale the pungent scent and wake from this terrifying coma.

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Julie’s POV

I was sitting with total relaxation and a comfort I hadn’t known for an age upon a wooden swing, swaying and rocking very slowly in the center of a garden gorgeous in beauty and captivating to hearts, filled with ripe greenery while colored butterflies fluttered in its aspects like a fabric of light.

It was as if I truly resided inside the belly of a fictional story of intense magic, warmth, and calm.

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