My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 351

Chapter 351: 351/Violet’s Blood Awakens

Chapter 351

Julie’s point of view

He moved his head with immense strain and exhaustion, trying to look up into my eyes to ask in a spent voice: "What is this cursed thing now?! Haven’t you had your fill of humiliating me?"

A dark, mysterious smile twisted the contours of my lips. "You will find out for yourself right now."

I spun my body around quickly, exiting the room with calm, audible steps into the outer hallway, which was drowned in silence. I violently flung open my brother Steve’s wardrobe, causing a loud creak, and my hand reached inside to pull out another leather belt harsh, wide, and exceptionally thick.

I returned with the same rhythmic paces, holding the belt and folding it between my hands. The moment Jake’s eyes landed on it from his position on the floor, his face contorted, and his features retreated in genuine dread.

"What is this nonsense?! What are you holding in your hand?"

I lifted the folded leather belt lightly, testing its flexibility in the air with an audible snap right before my eyes. "Nothing... just a little tool for us to have some fun together, in my own special way."

He tried to twist his massive, bound torso in a frantic manner, shouting with a voice that made his naked limbs tremble: "What the hell do you intend to do, Julie?! Enough torture!"

I tightened my grip forcefully until my knuckles turned white against the handle of the thick belt. I spoke in a sharp, dry voice, stripped of any feminine mercy: "You exploited my body and took your disgusting pleasure yesterday while I was completely drunk and entirely unconscious. Do you honestly think in your stupid mind that I will just forgive you and overlook this so easily just because you muttered an apology?!"

He gasps, trying to push his broad shoulders against the floor in hopes of finding an escape or breaking the leather strap bound behind his back. "You have already punished me and violated my pride, Julie! Damn you, look at my shameful and degrading state right now!"

I stared down at his exhausted features, his prominent veins, and his naked, bound body lying like a slaughtered animal on the cold wooden floor. But the boiling rage in my chest and the burning hatred in my spite had not yet been quenched or pacified. I felt something monstrous inside me demanding more of his screams, more physical pain to erase the shame of that night.

"No..." I delivered with absolute finality. "The punishment is not over yet, Jake. Now begins the real reckoning for your body."

I hoisted the end of the thick leather belt high into the air, and with every ounce of strength and accumulated rage in my arm, I brought it down. The first harsh, loud, and echoing strike landed directly across his thigh and extended leg. The darkness and cold breezes of the room were violently shattered by the convulsion of his massive body, which jumped against his will from the sheer agony. A burning, searing groan tore from the depths of his stifled chest:

"Ahhh!! Damn it!"

He continued, twitching sharply as his eyes dilated from the shocking pain: "Damn you and damn your madness, Julie... stop this instant!"

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