LOGINChapter 205Dante’s POVThe steam from the bathroom was already starting to billow out into the bedroom by the time I walked back to the bed. I carried a thick, white towel, soaked through with water as hot as my hands could stand, the heat radiating against my palms.Nina was still curled into a small, defensive ball in the center of the massive mattress, the dark sheets pulled up to her chin. Her eyes followed me, wide and intensely focused, the dark crimson blush from my departure still lingering high on her cheekbones. She looked so small against the backdrop of my room, so incredibly fragile, yet the memory of her body clamping down around mine just minutes ago was enough to send a familiar, heavy throb straight back to my loins.I kicked the edge of the mattress, crawling back onto the sheets. I didn't care that I was still completely naked, or that her gaze dipped lower for a fraction of a second, her lips parting slightly."Unwrap yourself, little kitty," I murmured, my voice
Chapter 204Dante’s POVI had spent my entire life learning how to control my body, how to weaponize it, and how to shut off my mind when the world became too loud or too violent. But the moment I laid Nina down on my bed, every single ounce of that hard-earned discipline evaporated into nothing.Holding her against me as we danced to that slow, thumping bassline had been a beautiful, agonizing torture. But when she looked up at me with those wide, trusting eyes and called me a big, mean, sweet monster, something cracked wide open in my chest. She didn't see the blood on my hands. She didn't see the shadow of the syndicate or the trail of bodies I’d left behind to keep her breathing. She just saw me. And when she stood on her tiptoes to kiss my eyelids, whispering her gratitude, I knew I was completely, utterly ruined for any other woman.Now, she was lying beneath me, completely bare, her skin flushed a delicate, burning pink under the amber glow of the lamp. I hovered over her, my h
Chapter 203Nina’s POVThe air in the room felt entirely entirely charged, thick with the scent of rain, old wood, and the heavy, intoxicating musk of our joined bodies. Dante hovered over me like a shield, his massive, scarred frame blocking out the rest of the world. I could feel the microscopic tremors rippling through his muscles—a testament to the agonizing restraint he was forcing upon himself just to keep from crushing me under the weight of his own desire."Look at me, Nina," he rasped, his voice dropping into a register so deep it resonated right through my chest.I opened my eyes, my vision slightly blurred by the heat flushing my skin. His hazel eyes were dark, almost completely swallowed by his pupils, fixed on me with a fierce, unwavering intensity. He shifted his weight, the heavy, rigid crown of his length pressing directly against my opening.Then, with agonizing slowness, he began to push forward.A sharp, blinding gasp caught in my throat. The sensation of him stretc
Chapter 202Nina’s POVThe world narrowed down to the heat of Dante’s mouth and the heavy weight of his hands on my breasts. The slow, thumping bassline of the music felt like it was pulsing directly underneath my skin, driving the tension to a breaking point. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't anchor myself to anything but the shattering pleasure he was building inside me.With one final, deliberate stroke of his tongue, the dam broke.A loud, breathless cry tore from my throat as my body violently arched off the mattress. The orgasm crashed over me in waves, a blinding explosion of white-hot heat that made my toes curl and my thighs tremble uncontrollably against his shoulders. I collapsed back into the pillows, my chest heaving, a soft, helpless string of whines escaping me as the aftershocks rippled through my center.Dante slowly pulled back, his face flushed and his dark eyes burning with absolute satisfaction as he watched me come down from the high. Without a word, h
Chapter 201Nina’s POVThe transition from the cold, stone-walled secrecy of the cellar to the warmth of his private quarters felt like entering a different world. Dante carried me through the threshold, his movements deliberate and deceptively quiet for a man of his size. When he reached the center of the room, he didn’t just drop me; he lowered me with an unexpected, breathtaking gentleness onto the mattress. The bed was massive, a vast expanse of dark, heavy sheets that smelled entirely of him—a intoxicating mix of cedarwood, clean rain, and leather.I sank back into the pillows, suddenly hyper-aware of how exposed I was. My top was still pulled up, my skin flushed, and my breath was coming in short, uneven gasps.Dante didn’t immediately join me. Instead, he stepped away, the sudden absence of his body heat leaving me shivering in the dim light. I watched him walk over to a heavy oak side table across the room. Crystal decanters caught the faint amber glow of the bedside lamps. Wi
Chapter 200Nina’s POVThe raw, unhinged confession hanging in the damp cellar air was the final thread to snap. I didn't want him to stop. I didn't want to think about the danger, the flash drives, or tomorrow. I just wanted him.Leaning downward from my perch on the cold stone counter, I tangled my fingers into his hair and pulled him into a kiss.There was no hesitation this time. The sweet restraint he had practiced seconds ago evaporated, replaced by a hard, rough collision of lips and teeth. It was a fierce, demanding clash of hunger, yet underneath the bruising intensity, it was impossibly sweet—a total surrender to everything we had been denying for months. Our tongues tangled in a messy, breathless rhythm, tasting of the rich, dark wine he had swallowed just moments before. Every touch was an eviction of the tension that had suffocated us for so long.Dante groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating straight through my ribs. His massive hands slid under my thighs, lifting
Chapter 78Nina’s POVThe stage kept rising. Slow at first. Then faster. The floor dropped away beneath me. I scrambled up from my knees. Legs wobbly. The silver heels slipped on the smooth metal. I grabbed the pole to steady myself. Cold chrome bit into my palms.The music crashed in. Heavy bass.
Chapter 31 Nina’s POV I stared at the frozen screen. Elena’s face remained locked there wide eyes glistening with the start of tears, lips parted in shock, as if my sudden appearance had punched the air out of her lungs. The chat kept scrolling in the corner, a blur of venom and confusion, but
Chapter Twenty OneNina’s POVI woke up warm.Dante’s chest was at my back. His arm was around my waist. My leg was over Enzo’s thigh in front of me. I could feel Nikolai’s knee behind mine.We were all in the same bed.But nothing had happened.We had only kissed last night.Just kissing. Just tou
Chapter TwelveNina’s POVI couldn’t sleep.The bed was too soft, the room too quiet, and my mind wouldn’t stop spinning. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the ocean closing over my head. Felt the water filling my lungs. Heard Dante’s cold voice promising punishment.I sat up, pushing the blankets







