My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329: 329/Love Again

Chapter 329

Julie’s point of view

The redness of my cheeks intensified with hot malice and embarrassment, and I stepped toward him with a threat and eyes that blazed, saying: "Yes! A man like you should not have seen me in that posture... and who knows what you did when I was absent from consciousness?!"

At that shocking sentence, burning sparks flew from Jake’s blue eyes, which turned into a raging hell, and his face transformed into a mass of sweeping, black anger. The muscles of his jaw constricted, and he said in a terrifying hiss: "Am I a hungry man who has never seen a woman in his life to touch a fainted girl?!"

I raised my head with blind challenge and an artificial insolence to conceal the terror of my inside, my eyes blazing with contempt: "And who knows about your disgusting past? In the end, you were residing in prison behind bars like criminals... who knows what filthy crime you are hiding its reason? Perhaps you are just a base rapist!"

At that precise moment, control vanished completely in Jake’s eyes and his volcano erupted. With a swift, crazy, and violent movement like a thunderbolt, he lunged with his massive, colossal body toward me and gripped with his iron, harsh fingers upon my neck, pushing me with extreme violence to pin me against the solid wall.

I felt the back of the violent impact on the solid wood while he was pressing with the power of his large hand on my airway to choke my breaths completely. He approached with his face blazing with fury, his eyes two embers, saying in a terrifying, breathtaking roar: "Whom are you labeling a rapist, you cursed woman?! I will show you who the criminal truly is!"

I felt the air cutting off completely from my chest, which began to constrict. My entire body convulsed and my knees relaxed beneath his deathly grip, but my pride and stubbornness did not surrender. I gathered all my remaining, desperate strength in my body, raised my foot with a blind, fierce momentum and a supernatural power that stemmed from the survival instinct, and struck him with extreme violence and absolute accuracy exactly between his legs.

Inhalantly, without delay, his iron grip relaxed from my neck so I could catch my breath. He retreated with his massive body backward while bending with a sharp, crushing, and fatal pain that paralyzed his movement. He gripped with his two palms tightly upon his sensitive spot while shouting at the top of his voice with pained, shriveled, and deeply affected features: "Ah... my dick! Damn you!"

I regained my breaths with difficulty and sharp panting while adjusting my white shirt with fingers trembling under the effect of adrenaline. I looked at him with contempt and disdain: "Do not attempt to do this matter with me again, or you will regret it!"

Suddenly, and without warning, the door opened with force and Steve entered into the hollow of the room, his eyes widened with astonishment, terror, and shock as he looked at our posture with captivated features, saying strictly: "What is happening here, by heaven’s sake?!"

I did not answer him with a single word and did not justify. I advanced and pushed Steve from before me with my shoulder with carelessness, and left his room instantly toward the hallway, while I heard Jake’s raspy, pained, and painful voice echoing in the background as he shouted, seeking help from Steve: "Your sister is wild... she is wild, by the curse’s sake!"

I entered my room and closed the door behind me with force to isolate myself and my soul from his continuous shouting. I was trying with effort to gather my disturbed breaths after all this madness that occurred. After a while, the door opened quietly and Steve entered with serious, grim features blazing with questions, where he stood before me with steadfastness and crossed his arms over his chest, saying with a terrifying calm: "What were you doing in the closed room with Jake, Julie? I want the truth."

I turned my sight away from him with an artificial coldness, and headed toward my bed to adjust the cotton cover with dry movements, attempting to pretend calm and indifference, and said: "Nothing worth mentioning... we were talking regarding going out only."

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