Se connecterChapter 211Nina’s POVThe room seemed to spin as Nikolai’s lips moved against mine with that desperate, quiet sweetness. For a terrifying, beautiful second, the sheer vulnerability of his touch anchored me. But then, like a cold bucket of water crashing down on my chest, reality slammed back into my system.The memory of this morning flashed behind my eyes. Dante. The sharp ache between my thighs, the heavy scent of cedarwood on his sheets, the quiet, protective note left beside the orange juice. I belonged to Dante now.An overwhelming wave of intense guilt instantly flooded my throat, choking me. What was I doing? Worse, a tiny, horrifying part of me had actually enjoyed the soft pressure of Nikolai’s lips, and that realization made the room feel suffocating. Nikolai was completely out of it, entirely vulnerable, and I didn't want to seem like I was taking advantage of his drunken, dreaming state.With a sharp gasp, I tore my lips away from his, breaking the contact. Nikolai’s hand
Chapter 210Nina’s POVThe question hung in the warm, humid air of the kitchen, threatening to expose the beautiful, terrifying secret I was guarding. Nana’s eyes were soft, filled with a knowing affection that made my heart squeeze."Oh, you know me, Nana," I said quickly, my voice slightly higher than usual as I frantically scrambled for a distraction. "I'm just... I'm just really invested in the new couple on Love Island. Did you see the way he chose her at the recoupling? It was so dramatic!"Nana let out a soft, melodic laugh, easily catching onto my sudden pivot. She reached over, gently patting the back of my hand with a warmth that felt like a protective shield."You can change the subject all you like, my dear," Nana told me gently, her voice lowering into a comforting, maternal tone. "But remember, you are always welcome to talk to me about anything. Whenever you are ready. I might just be the housekeeper here, but I look at you and these boys like you're my own. I'm like a
Chapter 209Nikolai’s POVMy heart didn't just drop when I opened that bedroom door; it literally sank into a cold, dark hollow in my chest.I am a man of metrics, of variables, of absolute predictability. I code architectures that dictate the flow of millions of terabytes of data, yet nothing in my system had prepared me for the visual data of opening Dante’s door and seeing Nina naked in his bed. The sheets were disheveled. The air smelled heavily of cedarwood and a thick, unmistakable intimacy. And her—flushed, wide-eyed, hurriedly pulling the blankets up to her chest to hide herself from me.I didn't know what to feel. The lack of an immediate, logical categorization for the sensation tearing through my throat made me angry. Incredibly, violently on edge.Usually, I am in complete control of everything. My mind is a fortress. But today, the fortress was fracturing, and everything seemed to irritate me. The top button of my shirt felt like it was choking me. The cold metal of the d
Chapter 208Nina’s POVThe dining room was vast and unusually quiet when I finally stepped inside. The heavy oak table, which usually felt loaded with the looming, silent tension of the brothers, was almost entirely empty.Only Enzo was there.He was sitting at the far end, absolute chaos personified, shoveling a massive forkful of eggs into his mouth while scrolling rapidly through his phone. He looked up when the floorboards creaked, his eyes tracking me as I took a seat a few chairs down, moving a bit carefully to guard the lingering ache between my thighs."Morning, Sunshine," Enzo muttered around a mouthful of toast."Good morning," I said, my eyes instinctively darting to the empty head of the table where Dante usually sat, then to the chair opposite him where Nikolai usually kept his laptop. The absence of both of them made the room feel strangely cold. "Where are Dante and Nikolai?"Enzo shrugged, swallow-gulping a massive glass of apple juice. "No clue. They vanished before d
Chapter 207Nina’s POVI stayed frozen under the sheets for a few long minutes, waiting to see if Nikolai would come back or if the house would descend into chaos. When nothing but silence filled the room, I finally threw the blankets aside and swung my legs out of bed. The moment my feet touched the cold hardwood floor, a sharp, distinct ache blossomed between my thighs. It wasn't unbearable—thanks to Dante's gentleness the night before—but it was an unmistakable reminder of exactly how my life had changed.Standing up slowly, I looked around the massive bedroom for the clothes Dante had peeled off me last night. They were gone. He must have taken them down to the laundry before I even woke up.My eyes drifted to the heavy oak nightstand. Resting beside a tall bottle of chilled water and a glass of fresh orange juice was a small, white tablet. Next to it lay a piece of folded parchment with Dante’s sharp, heavy handwriting.> This will help with the ache, and the other will prevent a
Chapter 206Nina’s POVThe water around us sloshed violently against the edges of the porcelain tub, but I couldn’t care about the mess. The tension that had broken between us was too vast, too consuming. Dante’s hands were massive anchors on my waist, lifting me effortlessly in the warm, bubbling depths until I was draped entirely over his lap.When he guided me down onto him, it wasn’t like the first time. The hot water and the massage had done their work; my body was soft, completely opened up, and heavily slicked. He slid inside me with a deep, seamless push that made my head snap back against his shoulder. A long, trembling cry left my lips, echoing off the wet tiles of the bathroom.It was a beautiful, sweet rhythm. He rocked beneath me, his movements powerful but entirely attuned to the way my body shifted. Every time he thrust upward, the water swelled around our chests, creating a heavy, friction-filled heat that made my skin tingle. I turned my head, my mouth finding his jaw
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
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.







