My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353: 353/The Magic of Dark Submission

Chapter 353

Jake’s point of view

She curled her lips in a strange, calm movement, looking down at her slender palms, which were stained with my sweat and the marks of my lashing. She spoke in a lowered tone, as if addressing her own soul:

"In reality... I never knew I harbored this savage nature inside me before tonight. But I confirmed today, and today only, that I carry a dark side in the deepest depths of my soul... and it simply required a spark to materialize."

I let out a mocking, heavily sarcastic exhale despite my own defeat. "You mean, to be entirely accurate and precise, that you are a psychopathic mental case who requires immediate treatment in an asylum?"

She nodded her head with absolute, dead coldness and total detachment. "In a way... perhaps I truly am. But I am thoroughly enjoying this side."

I shifted my exhausted limbs, the fatigue actively gnawing at my bones, and pointed with trembling fingers toward the red lines and swollen, deep crimson bruises her belt had violently left along my chest and belly.

I stated bitterly:

"Do you see what the hell you just did to my body and skin?! You were on the verge of literally splitting my flesh open!"

She glanced at the marks and the faint traces of blood with a casual, freezing look, completely devoid of any feminine regret, and stated simply: "Do not worry... you are a strong man. These scratches will heal and vanish with time and painkillers."

I wiped my sweating forehead with the back of my freed hand, stating in pure, crushing exhaustion: "I severely require a strong painkiller to actually tolerate this."

She twisted her mouth in a subtle, mocking smirk. "I assume a man of your sheer mass and the strength you bragged about can tolerate a little pain from a belt with absolute ease."

In that exact second, and with her highly provocative words, the primal instinct of dominance and rebellion ignited inside me in a sudden, violent surge. My hands extended with a massive, lightning speed. I gripped her slender wrists with absolute force and violently shoved her backward with a challenging heave until she lay completely flat on her back against the rough wooden floor.

I positioned my entire mass, my heavy weight, and my naked body directly over her frame, pinning her wrists firmly to the ground with a crushing pressure to completely paralyze her movements.

I ground my teeth in pure malice, delivering in a low, sharp voice that overflowed with a revolting masculine defiance:

"You are currently lying completely at my mercy, Julie... Show me what you can actually execute with your madness now that I am free."

Not a single eyelash of hers blinked, and absolutely no trace of fear manifested within her green eyes. Instead, she stared straight into my eyes, her gaze wide with a blatant, roaring defiance as she delivered with a stability that drove me entirely insane:

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