My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: 383/The Laws of My Cruel Teacher

Chapter 383:

Jake’s POV

Damn it... it hadn’t been in my plans, or part of my calculated strategy from the beginning, for things to end with me kissing her and drinking from her mouth in this sudden, maniacal way. But this rebellious female possessed a hidden, terrifyingly magnetic power that pulled at my chest and ripped the sanity straight out of my mind.

She was like a sweet, poisonous trap dragging me toward my own ruin, my destruction, and my undoing without a shred of logic left in me.

I tightened my broad, heavy grip around her slender waist with absolute, possessive violence, my wet, hot fingers digging into her bare skin to hoist her body higher against mine. The hot water continued to cascade over our heads like a heavy sheet of a waterfall. Julie wrenched and twisted her neck with a straining effort, parting her lush, swollen lips from mine just enough to draw breath.

"I want to remind you of something very important, Jake," she panted, her voice breaking and thick with a burning mockery and defiance. She threw her head back slightly, her green eyes flashing beneath the streaming water. "Didn’t you boast just a few hours ago that fucking me tonight was merely a passing mistake, one that would never happen again in your life?"

I fixed my sharp blue eyes deep into the narrow depths of her green ones, a blistering glare that could have evaporated the steam in the bathroom.

"It is still a sin, a downfall, and a goddamn mistake," I growled, my voice choked, gravelly, and dripping with raw, predatory lust. I slammed my massive frame forward, pinning her fragile body against the wall despite her pathetic attempts to shove my chest away. "But I simply happen to love committing this goddamn mistake again tonight.

In spite of everyone... and in spite of you."

Her sharp features suddenly softened in a strange, unexpected shift, a mysterious, highly provocative smile curving her wet, red lips a direct challenge to my masculinity. She boldly lifted her soft arms, wrapping them tightly around my neck to anchor herself against me.

"Since the terms are that blunt," she whispered, her low hiss dripping with a sweet, lethal poison as she leaned in until her lips brushed my jaw. "Then you should know I am a very strict, sadistic, and harsh teacher, Jake. I will personally make sure to punish you tonight, disciplining your pride with a burning lesson fitting for a man like you."

I ground my teeth, a sharp passion and heavy malice consuming my veins as I buried my face into her wet neck. "Fine..." I choked out, completely intoxicated and lost to her. "...I am entirely ready to endure whatever bitter hell or punishment flows from you, teacher."

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