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A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 55
Chapter 55Dante’s POV The house was silent in the dead of night. The kind of silence that pressed in on you, thick and heavy, like the snow outside blanketing everything in white. I could not sleep. The day had been a storm of chaos. Bombs. Gunfire. The sheik’s men closing in. Nina’s face when she collapsed, gasping for air. It all replayed in my head, over and over, like a bad film I could not turn off. My body was wired, pent-up energy buzzing under my skin, frustrations boiling from the close calls and the risks we took. I needed release. Something to burn it out. I slipped out of my room, the wooden floor cool under my bare feet. The hallway was dim, lit only by a small lamp at the end. I heard soft breathing from the other rooms. Nikolai resting after his wounds. Enzo snoring lightly. Nina somewhere, hopefully asleep after everything. The thought of her made my chest tight. That girl. Always trouble, but she got under my skin in ways I did not like to admit. I pushed it do
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 54
Chapter 54 Nina’s POV The living room felt heavy with the weight of the night. The fire crackled low in the fireplace, casting flickering orange shadows across the wooden beams and fur rugs. Enzo lounged on the armchair, his leg bandaged and propped up, a glass of whiskey in his hand. Nikolai sat in the chair beside me, his breathing steady but his face still pale from the painkillers. Dante paced near the window, his phone buzzing every few minutes with updates from who knows where. Nana hovered in the kitchen doorway, her apron untied now, eyes tired but kind. The moans from upstairs had stopped at some point, leaving a strange silence that made the house feel even more like a secret. I rubbed my eyes, the tea and whiskey mixing in my stomach to make me feel warm but exhausted. My body ached from every bruise and cut, and my mind would not stop racing. “I’m tired,” I said, standing up slow. “I’m off to bed.” Nana stepped closer, her hand touching my arm. “Won’t you eat som
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 53
Chapter 53 Nina’s POV The pilot’s voice came through the headset, calm and clear. “Welcome to Gstaad.” I sat pressed against Nana in the narrow back seat, our shoulders touching, her hand resting lightly on my knee like she could feel how much I needed the contact. I leaned toward the window, forehead against the cold glass, and looked down. The village appeared beneath us like a secret that had been waiting. A small cluster of chalets with steep roofs buried under thick snow, windows glowing warm yellow against the white. Church spires rose thin and dark, cutting the sky. Streets curved between the houses like gentle paths drawn in powder. Pine trees stood tall, branches heavy with frost, and the whole place shimmered under the moon and the chopper’s searchlight. It was the most beautiful little village I had ever seen—peaceful, clean, almost unreal. But the snow made everything feel far away, wrapped in silence and cold, like the world had stopped breathing. The helicopt
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 52
Chapter 52 Nina’s POV My lips pressed against Nikolai’s, desperate and trembling, forcing air into his lungs. His mouth was warm but still, tasting of blood and salt from the night’s horrors. I breathed harder, my chest heaving, tears mixing with the rain on his face. “Come on,” I whispered between breaths, my voice breaking. “Don’t you dare leave me like this.” The helipad was cold under my knees, the wind whipping my torn gown around us like ragged flags.Enzo and Dante stood nearby, their faces tight with worry, but I barely saw them. All I could focus on was Nikolai’s chest—rising slightly with my efforts, but weak, too weak. Then I heard it. A soft whisper, barely a breath against my lips. “It’s going to be fine.” Nikolai’s voice, rough and low, like gravel under tires. His golden-hazel eyes fluttered open, locking on mine with that intense stare that always made my stomach twist. Relief flooded me, hot and sudden, but I did not pull away. I kissed him again—not CPR this
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 51
Chapter 51Nikolai’s POV My arms burned like fire. The pain shot through my muscles, sharp and deep, from holding on to Nina and pulling her up into the chopper. I had taken two bullets earlier—one grazed my side, tearing skin and leaving a hot trail of blood, the other lodged in my shoulder, making every movement feel like knives twisting inside. Blood soaked my shirt, sticky and warm, dripping down my arm. But I could not let go. Not of her. Not now. The helicopter shook as Dante pulled us higher into the night sky. Bullets from below pinged off the metal hull, each one a loud crack that echoed in my ears. I gripped the door frame with one hand, fingers numb from the strain, while my other arm wrapped tight around Nina’s waist. She dangled there, her body limp, her head lolling against my chest. Her breathing came in weak gasps, her face pale under the dashboard lights. I could feel her heart racing against mine, fast and scared. The wind from the rotors whipped her hair acro
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 50
Chapter 50 Nina’s POV My knees hit the wet asphalt with a sharp crack that sent pain shooting up my legs, but I barely felt it. The world narrowed to a tunnel of black spots and flashing red lights, my lungs seizing up like they had forgotten how to work. The sheik’s men advanced, their dark suits blending into the shadows cast by the burning cars, earpieces glinting under the strobe of emergency beams. The leader with the scar sneered, his scarred cheek twisting as he reached for me. “Time to go, package. The sheik hates delays.” Enzo stepped fully in front of me, his body a solid barrier between us and them. His gun was already up, steady in his grip, the barrel catching the orange glow from a nearby flaming sedan. “You’re not taking her,” he said, voice low and deadly, no hint of the tease I once knew. He fired once crisp, controlled. The lead enforcer jerked back, blood blooming across his chest like a dark flower, and he crumpled to the pavement with a wet thud. The oth
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