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A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 77
Chapter 77Nina’s POVAngel stepped back like nothing happened. Her smile came back sweet and easy. She clapped her hands once. Sharp. “Girls, get to work and make some fucking damn millions.”The room moved again. Like someone flipped a switch. Makeup brushes picked up. Heels clicked. Laughter started up. The girl who had been kissing Angel wiped her mouth and grabbed a glitter bottle. The one on the floor stood up slow. Adjusted her top. Walked to the mirror like the last minute never existed.I stood there. Hand still warm from where she pressed it. Thighs slick from her. Heart beating too fast. But I didn’t freeze long. I turned around quick. Reached for the cigar in the pierced guy’s fingers. He raised an eyebrow. I took it anyway. Brought it to my lips. Took a long drag.Smoke filled my lungs. Burned. I coughed once. Small. Then exhaled slow. The taste was bitter. Strong. But it steadied me.The guy chuckled low. “That’s the spirit. You can have it. Have fun.”He walked out. Doo
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 76
Chapter 76Nina’s POVThe dressing room smelled thick with perfume, sweat, and something sweet like vanilla body oil. Mirrors everywhere bounced the light back at me. Bright bulbs around them made every sparkle on my silver outfit flash. Music from the main floor thumped through the walls. Steady. Heavy. Like a heartbeat.Angel still smiled at me. Warm. Patient. The other girl stayed on her knees. Lips wrapped around Angel’s nipple. Soft sucking sounds mixed with the bass outside. Angel’s hand rested on the girl’s head. Gentle. Guiding.Angel reached out. Fingers light on my arm. Touched my wrist first. Then slid up slow. Palm flat against my skin. Moved higher. Over my elbow. Then to my chest. Cupped the side of my breast. Thumb brushed the edge of the silver strap. Not grabbing. Just feeling. Testing.My breath caught. Skin tingled where she touched. Nipple hardened under the thin pastie.“Your name?” she asked again. Voice soft. Low. Like we were sharing a secret.I smiled small. “
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 75
Chapter 75Nina’s POVThe living room still smelled like whiskey and wood smoke from the fire. Dante stood there with his arms crossed tight. Face hard. Nikolai leaned against the wall watching us. Enzo stayed close to me like he was ready to argue for me if I needed it.I took a breath. Coat still belted. Silver outfit hidden underneath. “I want to go,” I said. Voice came out stronger than I expected. “I already said yes. I already got ready. I’m not backing out now.”Dante sighed. Long. Tired. Ran a hand through his hair. “It’s dangerous, Nina. You walk in there looking like that and every man in the place sees dollar signs. Or worse. One wrong touch. One wrong word. And you’re not walking out the same.”I laughed once. Short. Sharp. “Then give me a gun. I’ve been training. I can handle it.”Nikolai pushed off the wall. “We can put an audio tracker on her too. Small. Hidden in jewelry. I’ll monitor from here. If anything sounds off, we move in fast.”Dante looked at him. Then back a
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 74
Chapter 74Nina’s POVThe drive back felt longer than the way there. City lights blurred past the windows in streaks of gold and red. Enzo kept the music low, some slow beat that matched the thump in my chest. I stayed quiet most of the ride. Coat belted tight. Hands in my lap. Every bump in the road made the silver straps shift against my skin. Reminded me how little was underneath. How exposed I would be soon.Enzo glanced over a couple times. Smirk still there. But softer now. Like he was proud. Or maybe just enjoying the view.We pulled through the gates just as the sun dipped low. Sky turning orange and purple. House lights already on. Warm glow spilling from the windows. Guards nodded at Enzo. Didn’t look twice at me. Coat hid everything.Inside the foyer felt different. Cooler. Quieter. Nana wasn’t in the kitchen. No smell of food. Just the faint scent of pine cleaner and gun oil.Enzo took my hand. Thumb brushed my wrist again. Pulse jumped under his touch.“Ready?” he asked.
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 73
Chapter 73Nina’s POVEnzo didn’t move right away. Just sat there, legs spread wide, cigar forgotten between his fingers. Smoke drifted up in lazy curls, catching the low lights and turning gold. His eyes stayed locked on me—slow drag from my silver heels up my legs, over the tiny skirt that barely covered anything, across the straps that crossed my nipples like they were holding secrets, then back to my face.I felt every inch of that look. Heat followed it. My skin prickled. Nipples tightened under the thin fabric. Thighs squeezed together on instinct. The heels made my ass pop more, forced my back to arch a little. Every small shift made my breasts bounce. I knew he saw it. Knew he liked it.He finally set the cigar in the ashtray. Slow. Deliberate. Stood up. Towered over me without stepping closer yet.“You look like trouble,” he said. Voice low. Rough around the edges. “The kind I like.”I tried to keep my chin up. Act like I wasn’t shaking inside. “Good. That’s the point, right?
A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards Chapter 72
Chapter 72Nina’s POVThe bald man—whose name turned out to be Kim K, which made me bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing—didn’t waste time. He snapped his fingers twice. Sharp. Two girls appeared from a side door like they’d been waiting. Both tall. Both in black leggings and crop tops. One with pink hair, the other with a tight braid. They looked me over quick, no smiles, just business.“Full package,” Kim K said. “Wax. Massage. Nails. Hair. Lashes. Brows. Everything. Make her look expensive. Expensive and dangerous.”Pink Hair nodded. Grabbed my arm gentle but firm. “This way.”They led me down a narrow hallway lined with mirrors. Every step echoed. The room at the end was bright. White walls. Big lights. Three massage tables. Wax pots steaming. Bottles of oil lined up like soldiers. Smelled like lavender and hot sugar.“Strip,” Braid Girl said. No hello. No small talk.I hesitated. Hands on the zipper of my hoodie.Kim K leaned in the doorway. Arms crossed. “You want t
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