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My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424: 424/When a Man Envies Himself

Chapter 424

Robert’s POV

I pushed myself up from my seat, feeling a violent, compulsive urge dragging me toward her to crush my lips against hers and drown in that relentless madness. But I clamped my fist shut tight, forcing my composure back at the very last second.

I led her toward the private room with cold, heavy steps. Even though I was the one who had orchestrated this dirty game and ordered the guard to stand in the corner, seeing him anywhere near her made the blood boil violently in my chest.

A dark, lethal impulse surfaced in my mind to draw the gun from my belt and empty the entire magazine straight into his head right then and there.

And in that split second when Julie lunged toward him with insane boldness, reaching for the sash of her red robe to untie it and expose what lay beneath... I completely lost my mind.

I lunged after her like a madman, wrapping my fingers around her arms with brutal force to pull her back. A single gap in that robe revealing even a trace of her skin to him would have triggered a bloodbath in that room.

I yanked her back with a harsh movement, slamming her onto the edge of the mattress. Wrapping the thick cloth securely over her mouth to choke back her defiance, I immediately followed it with the black blindfold to erase her vision completely.

I executed the usual performance with practiced precision: slamming the heels of my shoes hard against the floorboards to fake my departure, while the masked guard quietly backed out and slipped through the door.

I closed the distance between us, my breath short and erratic as a dark passion devoured my ribs. My fingers reached out for the sash of the red silk robe, slowly untying it and peeling the fabric off her shoulders. I waited for that cursed red shade to ignite against her warm skin, burning to see how the lingerie accentuated the contours of her body.

Instead, I froze dead in my tracks, the air completely knocked out of my lungs.

She was wearing a simple cotton set—a pair of shorts and a top that had absolutely nothing to do with seduction.

I stood there as still as a corpse, suppressing the hot air above her head so the scent of my breath wouldn’t betray my identity. To execute this cursed act to the very end, I had even swapped my personal cologne for a fresh, neutral scent resembling forest dew, stripping my throat of all speech so she wouldn’t recognize my voice.

Julie lifted her blindfolded head, her lips curling into a sharp, mocking sneer:

"What? Are you never going to talk to me?"

She tilted her chin, her tone dripping with venom. "Are you just going to stand there completely silent like a corpse?"

I didn’t answer. Slowly sliding the silk robe down her arms, my starving, burning eyes drifted toward the buttons of the simple cotton top she had worn specifically to provoke me. I began undoing them one by one, forcing a terrifying, steady calm onto my hands.

Her hand shot up immediately, wrapping around my wrist to block my movement.

A faint tremor ran through her fingertips I knew the heat of my greed had seeped into her skin, forcing her body to submit and attune to my touch.

A twisted, lethal jealousy from myself ripped through me. I was jealous to the very bone because her body was yielding to these touches while she believed, in the darkness of her mind, that a total stranger was laying hands on her.

I whipped my wrist back with swift flexibility before her suspicions could take root. As she reached out with her other hand in a desperate attempt to tear the blindfold off her eyes, my massive palm clamped down around both of her wrists with unyielding strength, locking them together above her head in a single, decisive grip.

I undone the remaining buttons with my free hand and yanked the cotton shirt off, tossing it aside.

I didn’t budge an inch. Reaching down, I stripped away the cotton shorts with a single, rough pull, then flipped her onto her back with dominant ease. Leaning my full weight over her, I targeted her neck with a deep, searing kiss. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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