Tous les chapitres de : Chapitre 211 - Chapitre 220

_Amelie’s POV_The room smelled faintly of sweat and skin and a little bit of what we had just done. We had gone over and over after that, each time ending in my legs shaking as an orgasm tore through me. My pulse was still unsteady, though the storm of Nico’s roughness had finally stilled. My body throbbed everywhere he had touched me—my breasts sore where he had bitten, my thighs trembling where he had gripped me too tightly, and my skin still tingling from his palm.I wasn’t asleep. I couldn’t be.Nico had his arm wrapped around me, holding me naked against his chest like he was afraid I would vanish if he loosened his grip. His breath was warm against the back of my neck, steady but too heavy for sleep. He wasn’t resting either.For a long while, silence stretched between us, and I paid attention to the broken his thumb stroking slowly across my stomach. He didn’t speak, but I could feel the tension humming through his body, so different from everything he had poured into me ea

_Amelie’s POV_I didn’t know what I was expecting when Luca zipped up my dress, placed a kiss on my neck, and told me I looked beautiful. But it wasn’t this.The moment I stepped outside with them, my arm linked between Nico and Luca, Matteo walking just ahead, I realized this wasn’t just some casual dinner. The three of them were dressed sharp, in tailored black suits that looked like they belonged on the cover of a magazine. They didn’t look like gangsters or criminals right now. They looked untouchable. Dangerous in the way women dream about at night.I could feel the stares even before we reached the car as they walked me out. The maids and their men all stared at us.My cheeks warmed with heat I couldn’t control. These men—my men, I reminded myself—looked like they owned the world.And maybe they did.And they were ready to hand that world over to me. The drive was silent but not uncomfortable. Nico’s thumb traced lazy circles over the back of my hand. Luca’s leg pressed agains

_Amelie’s POV_I could feel their stares boring holes into my back as I kept walking, but I knew they wouldn’t follow me. They didn’t want me to leave though, that much was obvious when they shared a look and Matteo wanted to push up from his chair but Luca stopped him. But I just needed to leave that place. The soft hum of music and clinking of glasses faded as I stepped further and further away from the table. My heart was still unsettled, even though Nico’s voice lingered in my head—“She’s nothing.”Nothing.That’s what he said. But the way his eyes had shifted, the way his tone had dipped lower, it hadn’t felt like nothing.I would know nothing when I see it. It actually seemed like she had a lot of secrets I wouldn’t exactly classify as nothing, and it bothers me. I didn’t like people having some sort of leverage or upper hand against me. It made me feel disturbed. I wrapped my arms around myself as I wandered down the long hallway, trying to find the restroom. The restaura

_Amelie’s POV_I was still a little shaky when I walked out of the restroom. The confrontation with Bianca was replaying in my head over and over like a broken record. Her words echoed, her smirk burned in my mind, and the sharpness of her tone had left something jagged inside me.I told myself I wouldn’t let her get under my skin, but she had. I couldn't deny that that had happened. She wanted me to feel small, disposable, and weak—and part of me hated how successful she’d been, even if I had clapped back. My pulse still hadn’t fully steadied as I made my way back through the restaurant’s long corridor, heels clicking softly against polished wood.The sounds of music and laughter grew louder as I approached the main dining hall again. I inhaled deeply, forcing my shoulders to roll back, spine straightening. Don’t let them see it. Don’t let them smell the doubt in you.I was good. All I had to do was act normal, right? I was determined to slide back into my seat as though nothing h

_Amelia’s POV_Do you know that moment when everything is going well and you expect it to stay that way—but then you remember the universe absolutely hates your ass?Yeah. That was me.And that's the situation I had found myself in right at this moment. I should never have let my guard down. The night before had been… perfect. Suspiciously perfect, actually, which should have been my first clue. Or maybe it was the fact something was going the way I wanted.I should have known that it would only be a matter of time before it got spoilt. But I let myself get relaxed. The triplets had spoiled me, given me an evening that made my heart ache with something I couldn’t put into words, and for once I had let myself relax. Dangerous mistake. Rookie mistake.Because rule number one; never let yourself relax.Because now—now I was waking up with a mouth like sandpaper, wrists tied so tight they were already chafing raw, and a splitting headache that made me think someone had cracked my sku