Lahat ng Kabanata ng NIRVANA:THE MAFIA'S WILD SIN : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

"Sell her."The words sliced through the dimly lit room, as cold as the metal cuffs biting into Nirvana Castillo’s wrists.She sucked in a sharp breath, her throat burning from hours of silence, but her head snapped toward the voice. Adrian Holt, the man she had once loved, sat comfortably in a leather chair, his legs crossed as if discussing nothing more than a business transaction."You can't be serious," she finally choked out, her voice hoarse but steady.Adrian’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m very serious.” He leaned forward, his sharp brown eyes glinting with amusement. “You lost your worth the moment your father’s empire collapsed. What use do I have for a broken heiress?”Nirvana’s nails dug into her palms, fury and betrayal coiling in her chest like a snake ready to strike. “You’re disgusting.”His smirk widened. “That may be, but I’m also practical. And let’s be honest…you’ll fetch a high price.”Her stomach churned. The man she had planned to marry, t

"Get up and clean this mess, girl. What do you think you are, a queen?"Nirvana barely dodged the dirty rag thrown at her face. The other maids sneered as she limped toward the kitchen, her ankle throbbing from hours of forced labor. Scrubbing floors, lifting heavy crates, fetching hot water…it never ended. She knew they did it on purpose, punishing her for being "special" to RAyNe St Trinity."You missed a spot," one of them taunted, kicking over a bucket of soapy water. Nirvana clenched her fists, swallowing the sharp words on her tongue. Fighting back would only make things worse."You okay?" a soft voice whispered behind her. Luna, the only person in this house who didn’t treat her like dirt, placed a gentle hand on her shoulder."I’m fine," Nirvana lied, wincing as she shifted her weight.Luna sighed. "You should rest before he gets back. You know he won’t care if you collapse."Nirvana nodded, but deep down, she wasn’t sure that was true.Later That NightThe sound of the front

"Get your hands off her."Rayne’s voice was lethal, his tone sharp enough to slice through steel.Zayd didn’t move. His arm remained around Nirvana’s shoulders as she gripped the railing, her breathing uneven."Relax, St. Trinity," Zayd drawled, his dark gaze steady. "I was only comforting her."Rayne’s jaw ticked. "I don’t give a damn what you were doing. Step away. Now."Nirvana turned sharply, glaring. "Rayne, stop. You’re overreacting…""Overreacting?" Rayne cut her off, his icy-blue eyes locking onto hers. "I find you in another man’s arms, looking at him like.." He exhaled sharply, turning his fury back to Zayd. "You think you can touch what’s mine?"Zayd’s smirk deepened. "Yours? Funny. I don’t see a claim anywhere on her."That did it.Rayne lunged.Fists met skin. The sound of impact echoed in the air as the two men crashed against the balcony railing."Rayne!" Nirvana gasped, grabbing his arm, but he barely felt her.Zayd countered smoothly, landing a solid punch to Rayne’s

The hospital smelled like antiseptic and something faintly metallic, a scent that clung to the walls, the sheets, even her skin. The air-conditioning hummed softly, the fluorescent lights casting a dull glow over the stark white walls. Nirvana had been here for two days. Two long, suffocating days.RAyNe hadn’t visited. He hadn’t called. Not once.But that didn’t mean he wasn’t watching.The men stationed outside her door weren’t just there to protect her. They were there to report back. To make sure she wasn’t doing anything he wouldn’t approve of.The door creaked open.Luna stepped inside, carrying a neatly packed tray. She walked with quiet efficiency, placing the food on the small bedside table without a word. She was dressed in a modest black dress, her hair neatly pinned back..always proper, always composed.Nirvana watched her for a moment before sighing. “Did he send you?”Luna nodded. “Sir instructed me to make sure you eat.”Nirvana scoffed, picking at the food with little

"There she is."RAyNe’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet it carried a weight that made Gianni shift uncomfortably beside him.The crisp autumn air of Université Saint-Laurent in France carried the laughter and chatter of students heading out of the campus gates. Some hurried past, engrossed in their own worlds, while others lingered in small groups, sharing inside jokes.But RAyNe’s world had narrowed to one person.Across the street, a young woman stood with a backpack slung over her shoulder. She was beautiful…delicate, almost fragile…but there was something deeply unsettling about her appearance. She was thin, too thin. Her skin was pale, her cheekbones pronounced, and her eyes…Hollow. Haunted. Terrified.Her gaze darted around, her fingers tightening on the strap of her bag as if she expected something…someone…to appear and drag her away.RAyNe clenched his jaw so hard his teeth hurt.What the fuck happened to her?"You’re gonna give me away if you keep standing like that,"