My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330: 330/The Queen of Denial

Chapter 330:

Julie’s POV

The moment I heard and understood the significance of Steve’s shocking words, I jolted with a crazy power and violence and shook his warm palm off my heavily trembling shoulder with a sharp spasm. I shouted in a shaking tone filled with absolute rejection and panic: "Impossible! This is completely impossible, and it will never happen as long as I live!"

Steve knitted his eyebrows with features clothed in extreme sadness and sorrow over my condition. He took a wide step toward my chest that was tensed with breaths and my body that was as stiff as rock, saying in a blaming tone: "Why all this blind stubbornness, Julie? Will you remain a prisoner to the corners of this black past like this throughout your life? Three whole years have already passed, Julie... haven’t you forgotten that man yet? Hasn’t your wound healed?"

I ground my teeth with an oppression and helplessness that gnawed at my entrails, hot tears stinging my eyelids which were open in astonishment and shock at his stab to me. I ground out with exhausted, rapid breaths: "Even if fifty years pass with their days and nights... I will never love anyone else in this world after him!"

The features of Steve’s face tightened with sweeping tightness and a annoyance that choked his breaths. He looked into the depth of my eyes with extreme urgency and shouted with agitation: "Will you not evict that unjust man from your heart? Wake up, Julie, he tried to sell you like a cheap commodity!"

My features paled under the impact of his harsh stab that struck the core of my heart. I turned my head away with excessive stubbornness to conceal my weakness, and crossed my arms over my chest in a defensive, shriveled movement, saying in a faint voice: "He has nothing to do with this matter, Steve... do not drag his name into this."

He took another decisive step and cornered my escaping looks with a brotherly harshness that confronted my truth, saying in a sharp tone: "Yes, he has everything to do with it! Admit the naked truth, Julie, and stop lying to yourself! Even though you claim at the top of your voice that you hate him intensely and do not want to hear his name or his voice again, you still adore him and love him madly despite everything he did and despite everything!"

I shouted with a blind and fierce agitation that took me out of my composure, shaking my head in a hysterical denial and loss: "No! This is not true, by the curse’s sake! I hate him... I truly hate him!"

Steve fixed his sharp, piercing looks on my face in a blatant and strict challenge, crossing his arms over his chest, saying with detachment: "Prove this action to me then by reality if you are truthful... you must instantly open your heart to a new person and grant yourself a chance to live."

I retreated with my trembling body backward in genuine terror of his idea, and said in a faint, raspy tone: "Do not do this to me, Steve... please, do not."

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