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My father sold me to the Mafia King

Chapter 94 - 95/Max and Julie · Oct 30, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 - 52/The father’s Dark Legacy 2026-10-30
52 Chapter 52 - 53/Unexpected Visitor 2026-10-30
53 Chapter 53 - 54/Who will you choose? 2026-10-30
54 Chapter 54 - 55/vibration control 2026-10-30
55 Chapter 55 - 56/Under his weight 2026-10-30
56 Chapter 56 - 57/The price of freedom 2026-10-30
57 Chapter 57 - 58/Precious gifts 2026-10-30
58 Chapter 58 - 59/New Julie 2026-10-30
59 Chapter 59 - 60/No One Leaves 2026-10-30
60 Chapter 60 - 61/Task execution day 2026-10-30
61 Chapter 61 - 62/Collision 2026-10-30
62 Chapter 62 - 63/The Door to the Abyss 2026-10-30
63 Chapter 63 - 64/First alcoholic drink 2026-10-30
64 Chapter 64 - 65/Fortress cracks 2026-10-30
65 Chapter 65 - 66/A bitter awakening 2026-10-30
66 Chapter 66 - 67/A crime committed right before my eyes 2026-10-30
67 Chapter 67 - 68/You’re exaggerating 2026-10-30
68 Chapter 68 - 69/An unforgettable night 2026-10-30
69 Chapter 69 - 70/Forbidden Touch 2026-10-30
70 Chapter 70 - 71/The Uninvited Guest 2026-10-30
71 Chapter 71 - 72/The Scent of Obsession 2026-10-30
72 Chapter 72 - 73/The Miracle of Ruin 2026-10-30
73 Chapter 73 - 74/The Trap of Hope 2026-10-30
74 Chapter 74 - 75/Did something really happen between us? 2026-10-30
75 Chapter 75 - 76/The Funeral Song 2026-10-30
76 Chapter 76 - 77/Not Like the Others 2026-10-30
77 Chapter 77 - 78/The Bitter Sweetness 2026-10-30
78 Chapter 78 - 79/A Version of Her 2026-10-30
79 Chapter 79 - 80/No One Keeps Their Mind 2026-10-30
80 Chapter 80 - 81/First kiss 2026-10-30
81 Chapter 81 - 82/Danger and safety in the same body 2026-10-30
82 Chapter 82 - 83/Bitter Droplets of Safety 2026-10-30
83 Chapter 83 - 84/The Immunity of Shame 2026-10-30
84 Chapter 84 - 85/The Chains of Dignity 2026-10-30
85 Chapter 85 - 86/The Lifeline Under the Rock 2026-10-30
86 Chapter 86 - 87/The Master’s Concern 2026-10-30
87 Chapter 87 - 88/Involuntary appointment 2026-10-30
88 Chapter 88 - 89/CEO Robert Cross 2026-10-30
89 Chapter 89 - 90/Internal Combustion 2026-10-30
90 Chapter 90 - 91/A Bargain with the Shadow 2026-10-30
91 Chapter 91 - 92/The Beast and the Beauty 2026-10-30
92 Chapter 92 - 93/The Underworld Threshold 2026-10-30
93 Chapter 93 - 94/Teach me how to fight 2026-10-30
94 Chapter 94 - 95/Max and Julie 2026-10-30
95 Chapter 95 - 96/Olivia’s Revenge 2026-10-30
96 Chapter 96 - 97/Fake submission 2026-10-30
97 Chapter 97 - 98/Mexican kiss 2026-10-30
98 Chapter 98 - 99/Do you like Julie? 2026-10-30
99 Chapter 99 - 100/The Ruined Moment 2026-10-30
100 Chapter 100 - 101/A Lesson in Flirting 2026-10-30

Chapter 95

Julie’s point of view

I leaned toward him slightly and whispered with a confident smile:

”I will give you other jewelry.”

Silence reigned for seconds, in which I saw his internal struggle behind his eyes, before he breathed deeply and said:

”Fine... but you have to tell part of the truth first.”

I knitted my brows suspiciously: ”I told you everything!”

He replied rigidly:

”Not to me... I mean to Mr. Robert.”

I asked him in confusion while crossing my arms over my chest:

”What do you mean?”

He adjusted his sitting position and explained calmly:

”You are now his personal assistant, and I will train you here. I can dedicate two hours a day to you at exactly this time, but how will you come and be gone all this time without him noticing?”

My shoulders slumped with annoyance and I began pacing the narrow space:

”Yes, you’re right... what do I do?”

He suggested coldly:

”You will tell him that you want to exercise in the gym.”

I asked him, stopping in my tracks:

”And if he asks me why?”

He returned to examining my body with critical eyes, and muttered:

”Well, if you were overweight, the excuse would be easy, but you’re actually thin.”

He fell silent for a bit, then a devious look gleamed in his eyes and he said with total coldness:

”Say you want to make your ass bigger.”

I felt a searing heat sweep across my face, and my cheeks reddened until they almost exploded, so I screamed in shock while covering my face with my palms:

”What?! Are you crazy?”

He waved his hand with indifference and said while standing up:

”Fine, say you need the exercise to relieve stress... I don’t know, lie just like you lied to me... although you’re not good at it at all.”

I exhaled with annoyance and pushed the air out of my chest forcefully, while I felt my heart thumping behind my ribs at the mere thought of facing Robert.

I said in a tone filled with doubt while shaking my head:

”If you didn’t believe me, do you really expect him to believe me?”

Max tilted his head slightly, and features of seriousness appeared on his face as he watched the agitation of my hands, and said in a low voice:

”You will try to make your words more sincere... it depends on how steady you are before him.”

I took a deep breath trying to regain my composure, and straightened my back trying to get rid of my tension.

I looked at him directly, and for the first time since we entered the room, I felt a mysterious bond of alliance bringing us together.

I said quietly:

”Fine... by the way, I’m Julie.”

His rigid features moved slightly, and a faint smile that was almost invisible formed at the corner of his mouth.

He extended his massive hand, covered in scars and bulging veins, toward me and waited until I placed my small, trembling hand in his palm.

He closed his fingers with a confident but not harmful grip and said as he shook my hand:

”And I am Max.”

I felt the roughness of his skin and his raw strength; it was a handshake that meant more than just an introduction; it was the beginning of a new secret I would hide from the Angel of Death.

I said, moving toward the door with steps that were beginning to regain their steadiness:

”Fine, Max... I’ll go now, and in the evening when Robert returns, I’ll talk to him about this matter.”

He replied in a tone that carried a trace of mockery or perhaps pity:

”Fine... good luck.”

I opened the door and turned to him, saying:

”Yes, I truly need it.”

I closed the door behind me and quickened my steps in that bleak gray hallway.

When I reached the secret door, I pressed the button and entered the kitchen, but I froze in my place, a muffled gasp trapped in my throat;

Olivia was standing there, leaning with provocative coldness against the marble counter, her eyes burning with a venomous glint.

She said in a tone dripping with poison:

”I think you’re starting to make yourself a little too comfortable.”

I clenched my fists and felt a bitterness sweep through my throat, replying in a sharp tone as I tried to hide the trembling in my voice:

”Olivia... if only you would mind your own business and leave mine alone, it would be better for everyone.”

She raised an eyebrow and gave a yellow smile as she stepped away from the counter:

”I think you need a couple of slaps on the other cheek to know your true size.”

I didn’t retreat this time; instead, I stood firmly and said:

”You can’t succeed in this every time, Olivia.”

She began walking toward me with slow, measured steps like a snake approaching its prey, and replied coldly:

”We’ll see.”

I moved back instinctively until my back hit the kitchen table, and suddenly she lunged at me and locked her fingers tightly into my hair; I felt as if my scalp would be torn off.

A cry of pain escaped my lips, but the survival instinct was faster; my hand reached for a small pot placed beside me, and with a swift movement, I struck her over the head with it.

The hot pasta with its sauce spilled over her entire head and face, ruining her perfect look in seconds.

She recoiled in shock, panting and screaming insanely:

”You bitch... I’ll kill you!”

I was panting heavily, my chest heaving violently, but I looked at her defiantly and said in a voice trembling with adrenaline:

”Keep in mind that I will always strike you back from now on, Olivia.”

I didn’t wait for her reaction; instead, I turned and ran out of the kitchen at full speed, the rustle of my clothes preceding my stumbling steps.

I knew that what I had done was a slow suicide, and that Olivia wouldn’t settle for screaming; her coming revenge would be a true hell.

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