My father sold me to the Mafia King

Chapter 407

Julie’s POV

I stood rooted to the spot, complete shock tying my tongue in the face of this grotesque display. My eyes remained glued to Sarah kneeling at his feet, greedily sucking his dick with cheap pleasure, while my mind fought against the reality, desperately wishing it were nothing more than a stupid nightmare I would wake from seconds later. But I am Julie a girl forged through relentless hardship since childhood to be a solid, unbreakable die. I will never allow anyone to trample on my pride in this sick, twisted manner.

I locked my eyes straight onto Robert’s face and spoke with a voice heavy with unwavering composure:

”Listen to me very carefully, Robert... Are you going to open this fucking door or not?”

He tilted his head back with arrogant disdain, issuing a blunt demand:

”I told you before to call me ’Sir’.”

He then cast a dismissive glance down toward the smooth floor, adding with cold irony:

”And the door is not opening... You can sit right there on the floor and watch quietly.”

I clenched my hands into fists so tight my knuckles turned stark white, spitting out:

”You know damn well I’m not going to sit here and watch any of this sickening trash, for God’s sake!”

He looked back at my face, a mocking smirk spreading across his lips:

”Why?... Are you jealous?”

I twisted my lips in a dismissive sneer that caught him off guard, shouting:

”Jealous of you?! You’re completely insane!”

Robert let out a deep, rough groan a deliberate, vulgar provocation designed to ignite the embers of jealousy in my chest and rasped out loudly:

”Ah, Sarah... If only every girl were like you, knowing how to pleasure me so skillfully.”

He turned toward me with a toxic, mocking glare, adding:

”There was a girl I slept with before who was literally like a refrigerator. I had to pretend I was even enjoying it!”

I immediately saw through his cheap game, recognizing his desperate attempt to make me lose my composure. But Sarah removed his dick from her mouth to handle the insult herself, letting out a sickening laugh:

”Do you mean Julie, Sir?”

She cackled with a revolting chuckle, continuing:

”Now I finally understand why you refused to let her work the clients at the club... You were terrified no one would pay a single cent for a cold refrigerator, and you’d lose your wealthy clients, Sir!”

I fixed my eyes straight onto her blue ones, speaking in a venomous hiss:

”Shut your fucking mouth right now... or I will break it for you.”

Sarah curled her lip in contempt, uttering with bold defiance:

”I’m so scared!... I knew from the start you were just a cheap whore, but unfortunately, a frigid one at that.”

I didn’t waste a single second talking. I lunged at her like lightning, grabbing her blonde hair from behind with overwhelming force to yank her body up from the floor. At the exact same second, I drove a solid fist directly into the middle of her mouth with every ounce of suppressed rage I possessed!

Her body slammed against the floor. She let out a broken cry, bringing her hand up to her lips as blood began to seep out from between her teeth. Robert stood in place, caught in silent shock.

Sarah screamed out, lifting eyes filled with tears and blood:

”What the fuck did you do, you bitch?!”

I stepped closer to her, whispering with dark promise:

”I warned you that if you didn’t shut up, I would break your mouth.”

Sarah scrambled up with frantic rage, lunging toward me to strike; but I dodged her attack with ease, grabbing her wrist and twisting it violently behind her back. With my other hand, I yanked her hair back hard, pulling a breathless wail of pain from her throat.

I brought my face close to her ear, asking with cold severity:

”Who am I, Sarah? Tell me, for God’s sake!”

Despite her pain, she stubbornly gasped out through heavy breaths:

”You’re... you’re a whore!”

I shifted my gaze toward Robert, who was calmly adjusting his trousers with breathless surprise lingering in his dark eyes, and spoke in a voice dripping with challenge:

”I’ll show you what this whore is going to do to your little toy!”

I shoved her with immense force toward the concrete wall, pressing my palm firmly against the back of her neck with my fingers tangled tightly in her hair, slamming her face head-on into the solid surface!

She let out a deafening scream that shook the room: ”Ah!... Let me go, for God’s sake!”

I pulled her head back slightly to reveal the blood completely covering her nose, and without a second’s warning, I slammed her face into the wall a second time. She let out a weaker cry, dripping with desperation:

”I’m sorry, for heaven’s sake!... I beg you, let me go!”

I said with a icy detachment that wiped away any trace of mercy from my heart:

”Not yet.”

I slammed her head a third time with even greater force. This time, no sound escaped her lips. Her body went completely limp, her eyes rolling back as she lost consciousness entirely. I tilted her head back to observe the blood smearing her face, murmuring with bitter irony:

”Looks like you’ll be taking a long sick leave where you won’t be able to satisfy your master.”

I let go of her hair, letting her body drop motionless onto the carpet like a lifeless corpse. I turned slowly toward Robert, who was watching the scene with a unreadable, cold expression, and spoke with mocking bitterness:

”Your hot girl won’t be able to suck your dick or pleasure you anytime soon... My apologies!”

A quiet smile formed on his lips as he said:

”There was no need for all this violence.”

He looked down at Sarah stretched out on the carpet, adding with complete confidence:

”You could have simply told me that you were burning with jealousy.”

I let out a loud, mocking laugh, spitting out:

”Who the hell do you think you are?... Who are you to say that I’m jealous over you?!”

He locked his pitch-black eyes straight into mine, declaring with absolute certainty:

”You clearly couldn’t stand seeing another woman touch me.”

In that exact second, the accumulated humiliation and rage overwhelmed every other feeling inside me. Being trapped in this sick room, forced to witness that disgusting display, and his deliberate attempts to provoke my dignity set a fire of vengeance ablaze within my chest. I resolved to strike him at his absolute weakest point to make him bleed the exact same bitter humiliation he had been forcing down my throat.

I summoned every ounce of my composure, speaking with lethal mockery:

”If I were actually jealous over you... I wouldn’t have fled from this living hell and from you on that night, Robert!”

The arrogant smirk froze completely on his face, his dark eyes locking onto me in unsettling silence. Fueled by the urge to plunge the blade deeper, I stepped toward him with steady, confident strides until I was standing directly in front of his face, whispering with venomous cruelty:

”I honestly don’t know how they call you the ’Mafia King’, for God’s sake... when I was able to so easily make you buy into the pathetic lie that I ever loved you!”

Every trace of a smile vanished from his face, his jaw locking tight as stone. I held his gaze, delivering the final blow:

”Everything was just a cheap lie, Robert... but you, in your absolute stupidity, actually believed every single word that came out of my mouth!”