My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381: 381/Return the Humiliation Tenfold

Chapter 381

Julie’s point of view

He maintained absolute silence, his features locked in a cold, ruthless winter that offered zero mercy. I screamed hysterically, twisting, turning, and aggressively violently thrashing against the iron forearm clamping down on my waist. "Jake! Speak, goddamn you! What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

He ignored my cries, maintaining a suffocating, insulting silence that pushed my nerves to the absolute brink. Finally, he rounded the corner of a massive, rotting wooden barrier, and the reality of the destination crashed over my senses a filthy, disgusting pigsty. It was a sprawling, foul-smelling pen enclosed by decaying wooden fences, dominated by a massive, viscous pool of thick black mud. Inside, a pack of filthy swine were circling one another, unleashing repulsive grunts as they wallowed through the muck.

Jake halted dead on the absolute edge of the perimeter, staring intently down into the muddy pit before turning a scathing, deeply satisfied look toward my face.

"Isn’t your family and your native homeland beautiful?" he sneered, his voice dripping with pure vindication. "It perfectly suits that high-and-mighty pride of yours."

I fired a blistering, venomous glare directly from my green eyes, my voice cracking with sharp, unadulterated hatred. "It’s a disgusting pit of filth that flawlessly mirrors your own trash origins, Jake!"

A loud, booming laugh tore from his chest, echoing sharply across the isolated property to provoke every single nerve in my body. "Enjoy your absolute time with my lookalikes and your own species, then!" he spat with chilling indifference.

Before my brain could even process the weight of his words, his iron grip completely vanished from my waist in a treacherous, unexpected release. I free-fell through the air for a fraction of a second, suspended between the sky and the earth, before crashing violently down into the dead center of the thick, viscous black mud right alongside the grunting swine.

The sheer impact of the fall sent a sharp, agonizing jolt straight through my spine and across my lower back. The freezing, foul-smelling muck instantly saturated my red silk dress and smeared across my face, thoroughly coating me from the strands of my hair down to the soles of my shoes in a deeply humiliating, repulsive layer of filth. I frantically scrambled to find my footing, desperate to get away from the animals, but the arena was a literal living hell. With my hands tightly handcuffed and bound behind my spine, my center of gravity was utterly destroyed, leaving me with zero leverage to push myself upward.

My feet continuously slipped and twisted in the dense mud, sending my body crashing heavily back into the slime every single time I tried to rise.

Several pigs began to crowd around my flaking frame with a repulsive, animalistic curiosity while I thrashed through the grime. I aggressively used my shoulder to smear the slick, muddy strands of hair away from my eyes. Blinking through a veil of bitter tears, I spotted Jake through the dark. He had already walked over to a slightly elevated, dry section of ground, casually seating his frame onto a wooden chair with an unmatched, arrogant audacity.

He elegantly crossed one leg over the other, his pristine, expensive clothes standing out as a direct taunt as he thoroughly enjoyed the miserable spectacle before him.

I ground my teeth with a homicidal, bloody malice, unleashing a roar that shook the very air between us. "Jake! Damn you and your goddamn audacity! Get over here and drag me out of this absolute filth right now!"

He smoothly drew a cigarette from his case, igniting the tip with slow, deliberate calm, watching my desperate struggles with a terrifying coldness. "I am excessively enjoying my time and the absolute view right now, Julie," he drawled, exhaling a slow line of smoke. "Don’t ruin the entertainment with your shrieking."

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