บททั้งหมดของ SIN FOR ME, VIRGIN NUN: บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 178

Chapter 172Matteo's POV:I was halfway through barking orders at a customs supervisor when my phone rang.Christian.I answered immediately. “Talk to me.”“Celeste had an idea,” he said without preamble. His voice was tight, stretched thin by exhaustion and fear. “She thinks we should check the flight schedules. Two weeks back. Anyone who arrived in Amalfi and hasn’t left, who might like to cross me.”I didn’t even hesitate. A sharp, humourless laugh left my throat.“She’s a fucking genius,” I said. That's exactly what we should've done. We've held the ports for days; no one would escape with Seraphina, and Christian hadn't made enemies in Amalfi yet.There was a brief pause on the line, then a quiet exhale from Christian. I could hear the weight lifting just a fraction.“I thought you’d say that,” he replied.“I’ll handle it,” I said. “I’ll call you when I have something.”I ended the call before he could say anything else. Every second mattered.I turned on my heel and headed strai

Chapter 174Celeste's POV:I knew something was wrong the moment Christian ended the call.He didn’t speak right away. He didn’t move either. He just stood there, phone still pressed to his ear even after the line had gone dead, his shoulders rigid, his face carved into something grim and unrecognisable.“Christian?” My voice sounded small and fragile, like it didn’t belong to me. “Did Matteo find something?”He lowered the phone slowly and turned to face me. I had never seen that look on him before. Not even during Damian. Not even when he’d thought he lost me.This was worse.“It’s Astrid,” he said.The room tilted. For a split second, I couldn’t breathe. Then rage, hot, blinding and feral, flooded my veins so violently it felt like my bones were burning from the inside out.Astrid.Of course it was her.The name alone dragged me backward through memories I had spent months trying to bury. I saw myself in white convent halls, whispers trailing behind me like smoke. I saw my hands sh

Chapter 176Christian's POV:The moment Seraphina was back in Celeste’s arms, something inside me unlocked. I didn’t collapse, I didn’t cry, I didn’t rage, I just went cold. That was always the most dangerous version of me.I turned away from Celeste only after I was sure Seraphina was breathing steadily, her tiny fingers curled into the fabric of Celeste’s coat, her cries reduced to soft hiccups. Matteo stood close, watchful, with blood on his sleeve where Astrid’s bullet had grazed him. His jaw was set, waiting.“Astrid, you're going to regret ever daring to harm my daughter,” I said calmly, my voice carrying across the dock. “An arrest would be the least of your problems.”She looked up at me from where she knelt, mascara streaked, eyes glassy and unhinged. “You don’t get to—”“I do,” I interrupted. “Under Amalfi law. The only thing keeping you alive, by the way, is my patience, which you exhausted days ago.”Men moved in immediately. Weapons trained. Shackles ready.Astrid laughed

Chapter 178Celeste's POV:Time softened things in ways I hadn’t believed it could.We left Amalfi quietly, without much fanfare and with no looking back. The island had given us beauty and terror in equal measure, and when Christian suggested we go back home, I didn’t argue. I was too tired for ghosts. Too heavy with life to keep running from shadows. And it was like something followed us anywhere we went anyway.By the time we settled back into the house, my body had changed completely. My belly was round and undeniable now, a constant presence that pulled at my spine and reminded me, every time I shifted, that something new was growing inside me. I moved slower. I slept more. Some days my back ached so badly I had to grip the bannister just to make it up the stairs. Other days, I felt strangely light, almost buoyant, like my body knew it was doing exactly what it was meant to do.Christian watched me constantly. Not in the suffocating way he used to watch threats, but in a quieter,