My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: 399/I Changed My Fucking Mind!

Chapter 399

Julie’s point of view

Robert was seated in his usual imposing manner in his large brown leather chair at the far end of the room, while small sharks circled lazily inside the massive, glowing aquarium beside him. He didn’t even bother to look up at first, writing on the papers in front of him as his deep, gravelly voice cut through the air:

"I see you’ve forgotten how to knock on a door, Julie. Next time, I’ll—"

In that exact second, his dark eyes slowly lifted to look at me, and the words died instantly in his throat. He went completely silent. His pupils dilated in sheer, sudden shock as his intense gaze swept over every detail of my body, taking in how the tight, short fabric clung to my curves.

I stood frozen under his heavy, terrifying stare, my heart hammering violently against my ribs. I had no idea what I had done wrong, or if I had somehow triggered his volatile temper. *Was he going to kill Steve because of how I looked?*

Suddenly, he pushed back from his desk with an explosive movement, his entire frame tense with a raw, mounting fury. He gritted his teeth, his voice a dangerous, low growl:

"What the fucking hell is this?!"

I took an uneasy step back, my voice barely a whisper.

"What?!"

He didn’t answer. Instead, he stormed out from behind his desk, his heavy, furious strides vibrating through the floorboards as he closed the distance between us. In one swift, aggressive motion, he ripped his heavy black suit jacket off his broad shoulders and threw it over me with enough force to nearly knock me back. The jacket completely enveloped my frame, draping all the way down to my knees.

"Go change out of this garbage right now, damn it!" he snarled, his teeth clenched in roaring anger.

The heat of his furious breath fanned across my face, and a sudden, rebellious urge flared inside me. Staring back into his eyes with a burning defiance, I yelled right back:

"You’re the one who brought this filthy outfit and threatened to kill my brother if I didn’t wear it! I’m not changing! I am not a toy you can just mess around with whenever you feel like it!"

His massive fingers clamped around my jaw with a painful tightness, forcing me to look directly into his crazed, burning eyes.

"You are going to go change out of this damn thing right now..." he hissed venomously. "Without speaking another single word!"

I violently slapped his hand away from my face. In a sudden, defiant outburst, I ripped his heavy jacket off my shoulders and tossed it carelessly onto the floor, glaring at him.

"I won’t! I’m not following your orders!"

His body went terrifyingly rigid. He bent down in a flash to snatch the jacket off the floor, and within seconds, he wrapped it back around my shoulders with a violent force that made my bones ache. Pinning my arms to my sides, he grabbed me firmly and pushed me toward the office door, growling through gritted teeth:

"Move! Now!"

He pushed me roughly down the long hallway as we retraced our steps.

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