My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91: 92/The Beast and the Beauty

Chapter 92:

Robert’s Point of View

I left the office carrying the file under my arm; my mind was occupied with the company meeting, but the image of "Axel" sleeping in my room made me stop.

I headed there, and as soon as I opened the door, I found that he had woken up; he approached me, wagging his tail as usual, so I patted his back with light strokes and said:

"Come on, let’s go to your new friend."

He walked behind me in the hallway, his claws making a rhythmic sound on the marble floor until we reached Julie’s room.

I pushed the door open without preamble, finding her sitting behind her small desk. She jerked in her seat and looked at me sharply, saying:

"Can’t you ask for permission before entering?"

A devious smile formed on my lips, and I rested my body in a confident stance against the doorframe, saying:

"I don’t ask for permission to enter my own property, Julie."

Her features tightened, and she replied stubbornly:

"But it is my room now, and I am a girl... it’s not appropriate for you to enter like this."

I narrowed my eyes, examining her tension, and said:

"Your room is my property, so do not expect any permission from me."

Then I turned to Axel standing behind me and gestured with my head:

"Come in, go on."

She asked fearfully:

"Who are you talking to?"

As soon as Axel stepped in with his massive body, Julie froze in her seat, her pupils dilating with a terror she couldn’t hide.

She screamed in a trembling tone:

"Get this crazy dog out of my room!"

I closed the door behind me quietly and asked her while watching her body shrink:

"What? Do you have a phobia of dogs?"

She replied quickly, trying to regain her composure:

"No... I love dogs."

I raised an eyebrow mockingly:

"Then what’s the problem?"

She muttered as she pushed her chair back:

"His breed is not my favorite."

I took a step toward the bed and said in a calm voice:

"He is gentle, come here."

She stood up abruptly behind the desk as if taking cover in a fortress, and said firmly:

"No, I won’t come to him... get him out of here!"

I put my hand in my pocket and said coldly:

"I have work now and I cannot leave him alone; he will stay with you."

Her tongue went dry for a moment before she screamed crazily:

"You are insane!"

My gaze hardened, and the pitch of my voice dropped to a level that made the air in the room feel heavy:

"Watch your words, Julie."

She replied while pointing a trembling finger at Axel:

"I cannot stay with him."

I said coldly:

"Why? He likes you."

She let out a sarcastic laugh tinged with fear, and said while pressing herself against the wall:

"He likes me?! He tried to attack me!"

I said, watching Axel’s ears prick up with curiosity:

"He doesn’t attack anyone; in fact, he’s just an introvert."

She answered with a stiff body and a tone dripping with sarcasm:

"Yes, that’s perfectly clear."

I shifted my weight to one leg and said coldly:

"He truly never approaches people at all, except for me."

Her lower lip trembled as she replied:

"And what do you call what happened in your room this morning?"

I answered her with a provocative calmness:

"It was a hug."

Her green eyes widened in shock, and she said, gesturing with her hands in the air:

"A hug? Are you joking with me?"

I signaled for her to come forward:

"Come, move closer."

She began to drag her feet with slow, heavy steps, then froze in her place as if she had hit an invisible wall. I said to her sternly:

"Come on Julie, you are still in the same spot."

She approached with difficulty, her chest heaving with ragged breaths, and said:

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