My Evil Husband

Chapter 82

Third Person POV

"Dad. Do you really want me to sell Charlotte to the brothel?" Maxim asked his father who was sitting

very quietly.

A glass of scotch was in Arnold's hand which he was drinking slowly while thinking about his victory.

He had trapped his both sons in his lies and like a fool they were, they believed him.

They both were not smart like him. He was a certified player when he was a teenager.

But his son Jack became a pussy and bound himself with a single lady.

He scoffed and said "Of course, we will sell her. She is a bitch anyway."

Then he looked at Maxim who was looking concerned and said "But yeah don't fuck her yet. We won't

get a high amount if she loses her virginity."

Maxim looked at him with a mixture of disgust and shock and said "Why would I touch her in that

manner? She is my sister."

"So," Arnold spoke with a bored expression.

"I don't do incest. It's disgusting." Maxim told him while scrunching his nose in revulsion. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Arnold scoffed mentally and this time he was missing his other son Alan.

He was his favorite son because he always had listened to him and done whatever he wanted.

"Well then tell your man to don't do anything with her except beating but that too not excessive. Don't

want to ruin her beauty." He said and gulped the drink.

"Should I give her food?" Maxim asked

Arnold shook his head and said "Don't give her anything. She is getting fat anyway."

"What about the kids? They are crying nonstop." Maxim further asked

With a scoff, Arnold said "let them die. But don't give them food. That bitch should be punished."

"And you know what we have to do next right." He added.

Maxim nodded and got out of the room. He walked straight to the room he had kept Charlotte.

He pushed open the door and walked inside the darkroom where the only source of light was the small

window.

He heard the sniffling sounding of her and for a few seconds, he felt bad. She is technically his sister.

But also just because of her and Jack, his father didn't come back to them.

So he couldn't help but felt jealous of them. They had everything which he didn't have while growing

up.

Charlotte heard the sound of footsteps and got alert. Maybe he came back to beat her and again try to

rape her.

Maxim switched on the light and looked at the bruises which were on her face and body.

Her hands were bound to the bed and she was still in her nightclothes which was torn from some sides.

"Who are you?" Charlotte tried to ask him in a strong voice but the shivering of her voice failed her.

"It doesn't concern you but I am your half brother," Maxim spoke in a hard voice.

Charlotte looked at him in shock and said "You are not. My brother is Jack and my stepbrother is dead."

He rolled his eyes and said "I am your brother. My name is Maxim."

He took some steps toward her making Charlotte crawl back. He stopped in his steps when he saw the

raw fear in her eyes.

"Don't come near me. My brother won't leave you." Charlotte told him while crying.

He shook his head and took some steps and that when she shouted "don't you dare touch me. Kill me

but please don't touch me."

She jerked on the handcuffs and tried to free herself from these bindings while sobbing.

He removed the handcuff from her right hand and said "you are my sister. I don't do incest and I am

married. I do love my wife and she is pregnant."

He didn't know why he had told her this. Maybe because he wanted to assure her that he won't touch

her.

He is in the Mafia but still, he won't cheat his wife especially now that she was pregnant.

And the mere thought of thinking about his sister in that way is repulsive.

Charlotte was still unsure of it because only Jack is the one who is her real brother.

She thought that Alan could be her brother. But he had lost the place in her life when he touched her

bosoms.

She was 16 at that time and was in the room watching a movie when he came into her room and

touched her.

She had complained about it to her father but what her father said shocked her to the core.

He had said that it's okay for him to touch me like that. He had put his hand on my thigh to emphasize

his point.

After that, she somehow gained some courage to talk about it with Jack, when he came back after 1

year.

He had sent her to Italy for further studies without telling anyone about her.

Now it was very hard to swallow the fact that her newly found half brother is not like that.

"I am bringing the kids here. Eat your food and feed them too." With that, he walked out of the room.

Charlotte was gaping at his retreating figure. She was still shocked that he was behaving nicely with

her.

Wait. Did he say, kids? Oh god. That means they had kidnapped Mia and Matthew too.

"Where are you, Jack?" She mumbled and sobbed on her hands.

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Jack tucked the two guns in the waistband of his pants and looked at Richard and said "You know what

to do right."

The latter nodded his head and said "I know."

"Just save the babies. And take all the men with you. I have to save Charlotte." Jack spoke with a sigh.

It was a very difficult decision for her. He loves all of them but still, he has to save Charlotte.

He had promised her dead Mumma that he would take care of her and would always choose.

He knew that Richard would save them as he was sending his skilled men with him.

If something happens to any of them, he will not be able to forgive himself.

His father had kidnapped Charlotte and he didn't want to take any chances with her dignity.

His father was a sick man who could do anything. He could just only hope that he didn't touch her in

any way.

He sighed and went downstairs where Anna was crying and Rose was comforting her.

Now he has to finish this issue this time. Because he doesn't want to drag his family between all these

again and again.

Anna raised her teary eyes and looked at Jack who was coming downstairs.

She stood up and asked, "You are going to save them right?"

He cupped her cheeks and said "I'll save them, Anna. They will be here within 3 hrs."

He didn't say that he would be here with them because he himself doesn't know if he could survive or

not.

"I love you, Anna. Don't go outside the house and take care of yourself." He said and leaned down to

peck her lips.

She was looking at him differently. He was hiding something and it was evident in his eyes.

He was hesitant for a moment but he didn't want to die without telling her that he loved her for the last

time.

"I love you and if I didn't come back then you can marry someone else. Just choose someone good for

you." He mumbled softly.

With a last kiss on her forehead, he left the house leaving a startled Anna in the house.

What was he saying? Why was he talking like that? Like... Like he knew that he was going to die.

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It's been only half an hour since Jack and Richard left the house. Rose and Anna were sitting in the

living room.

They both were anxious and tense. Amy was not home. She was staying with her friend.

"I'll bring the coffee for us," Rose said and was about to go inside the kitchen but stopped in her tracks

when she heard the sound of gunshots.

She ran back to the living room when she saw the terrified look on Anna's face.

"Come on Anna. We have to hide." Rose said quickly.

The noise was coming from the outside door. That means that they are coming here within minutes.

She grabbed Anna's hand who was not moving and was in shock. This is not the time.

She started to drag Anna and was about to take her toward the safe room but before she could do it,

the door slammed open.

They stopped and turned back to see the person and got shocked after watching the person.

It was none other than Arnold Miller. He had a sinister smile on his face which could scare anyone.

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