My father sold me to the Mafia King-Chapter 169/The Amnesia Excuse

Chapter 169

Max’s Point of View

A sharp ringing echoed in my ears. Did she really just say Marcus was my "boyfriend"? I couldn’t believe Julie would utter such a lie so casually, without any regard for the sheer humiliation it would cause me.

I stood rooted to the spot, the towel nearly slipping from my hand, while Robert responded in a tone thick with bewilderment and suspicion.

"Marcus and Max?"

"Yes," Julie replied with an uncanny steadiness. "And they don’t want anyone to find out."

Well done, Julie, I thought bitterly. Keep going... you’ve officially forced me into a secret relationship with Marcus!

Robert swept his burning gaze over us before directing his words at Julie. "And you? What are you doing in the room with them? What business is it of yours?"

That was a good question, Robert. I waited to see Julie struggle to invent another lie, hoping she’d feel even a fraction of the mess she’d dragged me into. But she looked at the prone Marcus and said, "He’s unconscious, and I came to see him."

My eyes widened. Did she just tell him he was unconscious? How on earth was she going to explain that now?

"And what happened to make him lose consciousness?" Robert asked sharply, stepping toward the bed.

Julie lowered her voice and feigned embarrassment. "I can’t say... it’s shameful."

My body stiffened. What was this madwoman about to blurt out? "What?" Robert barked with dwindling patience. "Speak up! Don’t be shy!"

Julie glanced at me for a split second, then quickly averted her eyes toward the wall. She said with a boldness that shocked me, "It’s... I mean, when they were doing that thing... Marcus fainted."

I swear to God, Julie, I’m going to kill you! The blood froze in my veins as a wave of shame washed over me. I didn’t know what to say or how to defend myself.

So, not only am I gay now, but I’m apparently some kind of savage who makes Marcus pass out? Why? Am I a dinosaur?!

"Julie, why are you even here?" Robert replied coldly, waving a dismissive hand. "I don’t care if Marcus faints or dies."

Julie rushed toward him. "People’s lives matter! If you don’t care, I do!"

"Max and his ’boyfriend’..." Robert growled, closing in on her and trapping her with his gaze. "What does that have to do with you? What is your business in this?!"

Exactly... my "boyfriend" Marcus, who is about to wake up and discover he’s apparently as gay as I am!

"What is it to you?" Julie challenged. "Why do you care where I go or where I am?"

There it was... the play was complete, and we were about to witness the jealousy that everyone sees except her. "Get out of here and go up to your room," Robert said, pointing to the door.

Julie defied him. "I won’t! I want to make sure Marcus is okay."

"He fainted from the sex!" Robert snapped with biting sarcasm. "What are you going to do for him?"

Did he actually say "sex"? And at that critical moment, Marcus began to stir. He raised his head with difficulty, groaning, as we all watched him in grim silence. I saw the terror in Julie’s eyes, fearing our cover would be blown.

Marcus rubbed his head with his hand and said in a daze, "What happened?"

"Marcus... I didn’t expect this from you," Robert said in a mocking tone, studying him. "You’ve truly surprised me."

"Stop it, please!" Julie interrupted frantically.

"Where am I?" Marcus asked, lost as he looked around. Then he looked at me coldly and asked, "Who are you?"

Julie shouted quickly to save the situation. "What’s wrong with you, Marcus? This is your boyfriend, Max!"

Marcus froze in his place, responding in shock, "What are you talking about, Julie? Have you gone mad?"

Robert turned sharply toward us. "What is going on here, Julie?"

"He must have..." Julie replied in desperation, trying to convince us all. "He must have lost his memory!"

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Marcus’s Point of View

My head felt like it was about to explode. I had no idea what was happening, what they were saying, or even where I was! I couldn’t remember a single thing from last night; everything was a total blur.

I saw Robert and Julie, and then there was this massive guy standing there wearing nothing but a bath towel.

Julie pointed toward that man and said in a strange tone, "What’s wrong with you, Marcus? Don’t you remember your boyfriend, Max?"

"What?!" I exclaimed, frozen in sheer disbelief.

Robert let out a biting, sarcastic laugh as he surveyed my bare torso. "What’s the matter, Marcus? Did Max fuck you so hard that you passed out and can’t even remember who he is?"

I must be dreaming! There is no way what’s happening here or what I’m hearing right now makes any sense at all. "What boyfriend?" I said, struggling to stand up. "I don’t know this man, and I don’t like men!"

Julie stepped toward me with a look of feigned concern. "Does your head hurt? Do you really not remember him?"

"What is wrong with you, Julie? Have you gone mad?" I shouted at her.

"Marcus, enough... there’s no need for denial," Robert said coldly, folding his arms.

I looked at them one by one. "What’s wrong with all of you? Have you lost your minds? Is this a prank?" Then I added suspiciously, "Did my Uncle Carlos set this up for me?"

"What’s with you? Why are you acting like this?" Julie asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"How am I acting?" I shot back in frustration.

"You’re literally saying you don’t remember Max," she said reproachfully. "Don’t you think he’s hurt by this?"

I looked at this so-called Max and said sharply, "Who in the name of heaven are you? Tell them we aren’t lovers!" Then I screamed at Julie, "I am not gay! What part of that do you not understand?"

Robert approached Julie slowly and asked in a tone heavy with a threat, "Are you lying to me, Julie?"

Suddenly, Julie spun toward me and began clapping her hands together with a suspicious enthusiasm. "I know why you’re denying it now, Marcus! You’re afraid because we found you out."

"Found out what? And what would I be afraid of?" I yelled.

"That you’re gay, and that you and Max are boyfriends!" she shouted over my voice.

I completely lost my temper. I didn’t know if this was a dream or reality anymore. "Fuck... I am not gay, and I don’t know this man!"

Julie turned to Max and said with a fake tenderness, "Please, Max, calm your boyfriend down; he’s lost his mind."

I lunged at Max like a maniac, grabbing his throat with both hands, trying to choke him. "Speak, you bastard! Tell them I’m not your boyfriend and I don’t know you!"

Max shoved me away with a force that made me stagger. "Marcus, calm down," he said.

"How can I be calm? Don’t you see what they’re saying?" I screamed.

Robert intervened with the lethal question: "Max... is Marcus your boyfriend?"

"No!" I screamed.

But Max replied with a calmness that made the blood boil in my veins: "Yes... but he’s shy and doesn’t want to admit it."

At that, I threw myself at him and punched him in the face with all my strength, shouting, "You lying bastard!"

Julie quickly stood between us, trying to quiet me down. "Listen to me, Marcus, we won’t tell anyone your secret, don’t worry at all."

"Julie..." I growled in blind rage.

Before I could finish, I caught her giving me a lightning-fast wink that no one else noticed. "Don’t worry, Marcus... your secret is safe," she said firmly. Then she turned to Robert and grabbed his arm. "Come on, let’s go. Let’s give them some privacy."

I couldn’t utter a single word. I watched them leave the room and close the door behind them. I immediately turned to Max, my breath hitching. "Fucking what is going on? Tell me!"

He wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at me with a mocking smile. "We’re boyfriends."

[ Should I add a new Chapter or not? ]