My father sold me to the Mafia King Chapter 131/The Fever of Desire

Chapter 131

Julie’s Point of View

I ate a few bites quickly, but I felt a lump in my throat, so I pushed the plate away. I went in to shower, and imdiately upon coming out, a strange heat began to course through the pores of my skin, as if my blood had suddenly started to boil.

I muttered as I wiped my wet face: "Am I going to get sick because I stayed out in the cold last night when I escaped?"

I took so underwear and a short nightrobe and placed them on the bed, then went to dry my hair.

But as soon as I turned on the dryer, I felt its air stinging my scalp like fire, so I turned it off imdiately and tossed it aside. My body was rejecting any touch; I couldn’t even stand to wear my underwear.

I settled for the robe alone, but the heat was increasing and concentrating in my lower abdon in a terrifying way.

Axel suddenly started barking and scratching the door with his claws.

I said to him in a faltering voice: "What do you want?" He went to the door and started climbing it, so I thought he was bored of being locked in. As soon as I unlocked the bolt, he shot out like an arrow. I ran after him, pulling the robe tight over my body: "Axel! Co here!"

But he went upstairs, toward his master’s wing.

I tried to catch him, but a thick hand suddenly gripped my arm. It was a guard I had seen repeatedly in the hallway. I said in a sharp tone, trying to pull my hand away: "Let go of my arm! What do you want?"

He said, scanning my body with hungry looks: "Where are you going?"

I said with difficulty, the heat making my vision blur: "What is it to you?" I pulled my hand forcefully, but he drew closer to and whispered: "Co here for a mont... I want to talk to you about sothing."

I said as I retreated, while my cursed body was trembling with a strange desire to touch him: "I don’t know you and you don’t know ... what is this thing you want to talk to about?"

His proximity to generated a terrifying conflict within ; I wanted to embrace him, I wanted anyone to touch to extinguish this fire.

I decided to flee toward Axel before I lost my mind, but he grabbed my waist this ti and said: "Admit it... you want to kiss now, you long for my touch."

I froze in bewildernt; how did he know what I was feeling? Before I could speak, the sound of a bullet echoed, piercing the side of his head, and he collapsed as a lifeless corpse before .

I caught sight of Robert standing there, returning his weapon to his waist coldly. I didn’t see him as a monster this ti; rather, he seed painfully attractive to , to the point that I forgot the blood on the floor.

I felt a wetness flooding between my thighs, and for a second, I thought I had lost control of my bladder out of fear, but the feeling was different... it was deep and throbbing.

The desire to embrace that stranger vanished and was replaced by an obsession with Robert; I wanted to devour his lips right now.

I brushed the idea from my head and asked in a trembling voice: "Axel... where is he?"

He stepped toward and said in a muffled voice: "What did this scoundrel do to you?"

I didn’t answer; I just kept staring at the movent of his lips. He said in his hoarse voice: "Julie..." My God, how he pronounced my na! His voice was more beautiful than any lody I had ever heard. I said, trying to hold myself together: "Axel... where is he?"

He said: "He is in my room, co take him."

I dashed upstairs, entered his room, and found Axel lying there. I called him: "Axel, let’s go," but he refused to move. I felt the wetness increasing again, and as soon as Robert entered behind , he approached and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Julie?"

No, I am not okay at all... I want you to strip of my clothes, to extinguish this fire! But I said, averting my gaze from him: "Axel doesn’t want to go... can he stay with you?"

The desire hit violently again. I felt an urgent need to touch myself, so I grabbed my stomach and bent my body slightly, trying to press my thighs together to ease that feeling.

Robert placed his hand on my shoulder and said: "Julie..."

I lost my control for a second and fled into his bathroom quickly. I washed my face with cold water until it almost froze, and cleaned my thighs with toilet paper, but every touch made it worse.

I squeezed my legs together tightly while trembling; why do I feel this? I had decided to remain a virgin, so how could this desire co to with such intensity?

I ca out of the bathroom trying to flee to my room, but he blocked my way and grabbed my arm: "You cannot go, Julie, you are not well."

I looked at him the man who deceived and imprisoned and found myself uttering the bitter truth that was gnawing at : "I hate you... but I want you... I want to kiss you."

And in a mont I didn’t think through, I rushed toward him and kissed him frantically. It was embarrassing and frightening, but my desire was stronger than my pride; all I wanted was for this agony to end between his hands.

Robert pushed forcefully back, and my back collided with the cold marble edge of the table, causing a shiver to run through my body that only made more inflad. He said in a stern voice, panting: "Julie... I told you, you are not well."

I didn’t hear him; I only saw the movent of his broad chest and the heat of his breath which attracted like a magnet. I began to approach him again, my fingers trembling as they tried to cling to his shirt, my eyes absent from reality, trying to reach for a single kiss to extinguish this hell dwelling within .

But he was holding my wrists and preventing from pressing against him.

I said in a faltering voice, mixed with a base pleading I had never known in myself before: "Please... allow to get close to you... I can’t take it."

He pinned in place and said in a voice as sharp as a knife: "No!"

I felt the wetness increasing between my thighs until it began to bother , and the desire for him was penetrating every cell of my body. The irony was that his categorical refusal was driving more insane and making my blood boil in my veins.

I gripped his solid arm with all the strength I possessed and said, writhing under the influence of the heat: "I am yours... co on, do it please... I’m begging you."

He looked into my eyes deeply, and I saw a terrifying struggle in his features, but he said in clear and firm words: "This is not you, Julie... you are just under the influence of an aphrodisiac; you must be patient and it will pass."

I scread at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don’t care! I want you to fuck now... do you understand?"

I was struggling against his arms which kept away from him like a fortified wall, while the insides of my thighs were burning, and my breaths were coming out ragged and scorching. I was truly burning from the inside, and every ti he prevented , I felt a hysterical desire to tear his clothes and throw myself into that fire he refused to extinguish.

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Robert’s Point of View

Holding her and keeping her away from was not easy; my arm muscles were stiffening as I resisted the touch of her hot skin that burned my palms. My desire for her at that mont cannot be described in words, but seeing her crumble like this because of that poison made grind my teeth until I almost shattered them.

I said in a muffled voice: "No, Julie... don’t try."

She was begging to get close to her, thinking she needed to ask, not realizing that I would have done it without hesitation were it not for her condition.

Suddenly, she placed her hand between her bare thighs and tilted her head, whispering in a broken voice: "I am asking this of you... co on, why are you refusing ? Do you not like ? Do you not find attractive?"

I told a damn lie, hoping it would make her control herself a little, even though every cell in my body was screaming, calling a liar: "No... you are not."

But she surprised with a boldness I didn’t expect; she said lostly: "It’s okay, you can overlook this today... co on, take off your clothes." She began to cling to my shirt and dig her nails into my chest, trying to touch my skin, then she groaned in pain: "A fire inside is burning ... I am suffering."

I gripped her wrists firmly and said: "Co, let’s cool your body with water." I pulled her to the bathroom while she resisted and cried out: "Nothing will extinguish my fire but you!" I turned on the cold water shower and placed her under it, holding her shoulders well so she wouldn’t slip.

She beca completely soaked, and the silk robe beca wet, clinging to her body to show every detail with lethal precision.

I averted my gaze; one mistake and one look would have been enough to demolish the fortresses of my control.

After a few minutes, I turned off the water; I had beco soaked too. I took her out of the bathroom, but nothing had changed; she was still trembling and pleading with words that tore at my steadfastness. She said bitterly: "You don’t want ... and you don’t want to fuck ."

Suddenly, she took off the robe and stood completely naked before . My whole body stiffened, and I felt my blood surging in my veins; this was too much for , beyond my capacity to endure.

I feigned indifference even though my breathing had beco audible, and said coldly: "I don’t want this."

She sat on the edge of the bed and opened her legs before my eyes, and my cock beca erect imdiately, and I felt a massive pressure in my trousers.

She said defiantly: "I’ll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!"

She scread as she tried to escape: "Let go to get rid of this agony! If you don’t want to save , let save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed hungrily.

I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her.

I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state.

She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make scream your na, Robert."