My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380: 380/The Highest Provocation

Chapter 380

Julie’s POV

A heavy, sickening silence reclaimed the vehicle, offering zero relief from the suffocating terror clawing at my throat. The only sound slicing through the dark was the low, steady hum of the engine, eating away at my frayed nerves with the agonizing precision of a ticking guillotine. Locked inside the pitch-black void of the blindfold, the journey stretched on for what felt like a literal eternity, until the chassis aggressively veered to the side. The vehicle slowed to a gradual, calculated crawl.

My pulse skyrocketed in tandem with the dropping speed, coming to a dead stop as the engine died, sealing us in a stillness that loudly heralded an impending storm.

The distinct, sharp click of the front door unlocking echoed through the quiet, followed by the heavy, deliberate thuds of confident footsteps rounding the exterior. The rear door right beside my frame was violently thrown open, allowing the biting, freezing night air to rush inside and coil around my bare skin like a tight noose. Then, without a single syllable of warning, that same massive, broad palm extended through the dark, its smooth, freezing fingers tracing my cheek with a provocative, sickeningly possessive touch.

I violently whipped my head back with explosive force to break free from his skin, my breath hitching in a ragged, uneven gasp thick with pure revulsion.

"Who the hell do you think you are, you pathetic piece of trash?!" I shrieked, my voice trembling with raw disgust. "Get your filthy, goddamn hands off my body!"

A deep, gravelly, and mocking baritone vibrated dangerously close to my ear, a terrifyingly familiar tone that sent an instant shockwave down my spine.

"Oh, Julie..." he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. "Did your ass honestly think, with all that laughable naivety, that I wouldn’t seek absolute retribution? Did you think I wouldn’t personally beat a lesson into your skin after what you dared to pull against me in your bedroom?"

My lungs locked up entirely, my muscles turning to absolute stone for a fraction of a second as the realization fractured my mind. The name slipped through my clenched teeth like a lethal, burning hiss.

"Jake!"

He let out a short, dry, and thoroughly mocking chuckle, leaning his torso in even closer until his heavy breaths fanned across my face. "The exact man himself, my rebellious little sweet thing. The exact man your ass foolishly thought you escaped."

I ground my teeth together with a lethal malice, a burning rage erupting inside my chest. I violently stomped my heels against the freezing floorboards of the SUV, letting out an unhinged, deafening scream. "What the living hell do you think you’re doing?! Let me go and unlock these goddamn restraints right now, you psychotic, backward lunatic!"

He didn’t offer a single word to soothe my exploding fury. Instead, his powerful, rough fingers aggressively slid behind the back of my head. With a single, lightning-fast swipe, he ripped the heavy blindfold completely off my face. I blinked violently several times, my pupils straining to adjust to the dim, washed-out light filtering into the space.

There he stood, his sharp, ruggedly handsome features carved out of rigid stone, staring down at me with his signature towering pride and naked arrogance. My green eyes locked directly onto his burning blue gaze, which flared with a dangerous, unspoken challenge.

"Jake! Unbuckle these goddamn ropes this instant!" I roared, my chest heaving.

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