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All Chapters of A V*rgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

Chapter One Nina’s POVIt rained on the day we buried my mother.Not a soft, gentle rain.The sky opened like it was angry, dropping cold water on black umbrellas, wet faces, and the fresh brown soil that waited for her coffin.Cameras flashed in the distance.Long black cars lined the road.Security men stood everywhere with dark glasses and hard faces.My father stood in front of the grave like a statue, jaw tight, fingers clenched around his umbrella. His black tailored suit was soaked at the edges, but he didn’t move. The governor was beside him, other powerful men standing close, murmuring prayers that sounded fake and far away.I stood a little behind them, under an umbrella one of the aides held for me. My black dress clung to my skin. My heels were sinking into the mud.People were crying.Cousins. Aunties. Church members.Their wails rose with the sound of the rain, filling the air until my chest felt tight.But I couldn’t cry. My eyes burned, but the tears stayed stuck som

Chapter 2

Chapter Two Nina’s POV The sound of the gunshots followed me into my bones. They echoed over and over in my head as the door flew open and men in black rushed into the little room where I stood with my palm still stinging from slapping Josh. “Miss! Are you okay?” one of them shouted. I didn’t answer. My ears were ringing. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt. Somewhere outside, people were screaming. More shots. A woman sobbed, high and sharp. “Get her out of here!” another voice barked. Hands grabbed my arm, my shoulder, my waist. I didn’t know who was touching me. My back slammed into someone’s chest. I smelled cologne and sweat and gun oil. “What’s happening?” I tried to ask, but my voice came out thin and broken. “This way, Miss. Keep your head down,” someone ordered. The next few minutes were a blur of movement. Corridors. Bright flashes. The heavy slam of doors opening and closing. My heels slipping on wet tiles. My fingers clutching a stranger’s arm like it was a lif

Chapter 3

Chapter ThreeNina’s POVStrong arms wrapped around my waist and yanked me back inside.One second there was nothing but air and the rush of the wind in my ears. The next, my back slammed into a hard chest, my legs swinging above the floor. I gasped, fingers clawing at thick forearms as the window frame moved away from me.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” a deep male voice growled right against my ear.My heart nearly jumped out of my chest.I kicked out on instinct. My heel caught nothing but air.“Let me go!” I yelled. “I was… I was…”“About to break your neck on the lawn,” he cut in. “Great escape plan, princess.”He pulled me away from the open window with annoying ease, like I weighed nothing. The window swung a little in the breeze behind us, letting in sea air and the faint crash of waves.He turned me around in his arms until I was facing him.It was one of the three men from the house. The one in the black leather jacket.Up close, he looked even bigger. His should

Chapter 4

Chapter FourNina’s POVI didn’t know how long I sat on the floor, back pressed to the door, staring at nothing.Minutes. Hours. Time didn’t feel real in that room.My stomach was the first thing to remind me I was still alive.It growled. Loud.“Shut up,” I muttered, pressing a hand over it.It growled again, louder, like it was offended.I pushed myself up with a groan. The room was dim, the only light coming from a small lamp on the nightstand. The bed looked soft and warm, like it belonged in some hotel ad. The ocean outside whispered against the shore.It all felt wrong.I started pacing.Back and forth across the rug. From the bed to the window. From the window to the door. My thoughts kept jumping: the cemetery, the gunshots, my mother’s coffin, my father’s hard face, those three men and their tattoos, that stupid slap on my ass that my body apparently liked more than my brain did.I hated myself for thinking about that.I wrapped my arms around my middle and tried to focus on

Chapter 5

Chapter FiveNina’s POVThe knock came again.Three short taps. Not loud, but firm. Like whoever was on the other side knew I’d heard the first time and was being patient. Kind. Or pretending to be.I stayed frozen against the door, heart still racing from what I’d seen downstairs.Another knock.“Go away,” I called, voice too thin. “I’m sleeping.”Silence for a second.Then a low male voice, amused. “You talk in your sleep now, kitten?”My stomach flipped.“I said I’m sleeping,” I repeated, trying to sound firm.The doorknob turned.I’d locked it.The lock clicked once… then popped.I gasped and stumbled back as the door pushed inward.One of the men stepped into my room.He was the youngest-looking of the three I’d seen earlier, maybe mid twenties. Dark blond hair, a little messy like fingers had just been in it. Sharp cheekbones. Full mouth. A boyish face ruined in a good way and by the dangerous glint in his blue eyes.He was shirtless.Just bare, tanned skin and hard muscle from

Chapter 6

Chapter SixNina’s POVThe words hung in the air like smoke drifting in through the cracked window on the night breeze. “Poor innocent girl her father sold her to the den of vipers the wolves he will pay dearly desperate to trust the Mafia politicians are the dumbest ever”My blood ran cold. I bolted upright in bed sheets tangling around my legs, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted out. Who was talking? One of them? Enzo? Or the others? The voices were low muffled by the wind and waves but the venom in them sliced through me. Sold? Mafia? My father, what had he done? The fear hit like a wave crashing over the lingering heat in my body drowning it for a split second.But only for a second.Because even as terror clawed at my throat that ache between my legs throbbed back to life, insistently betraying me. My skin prickled hyperaware of the cool air slipping in from the window brushing against my bare thighs where the T-shirt had ridden up. I should close it. I should scr

Chapter 7

Chapter SevenNina’s POV“I’m bored,” I announced, leaning against the kitchen counter while Dante and Nikolai discussed something in rapid Italian at the table.Enzo looked up from his coffee, one eyebrow raised. “Bored?”“Yes. Bored.” I crossed my arms. “What am I supposed to do all day? Stare at the walls? Count the cameras?”Dante’s eyes flicked to me, unreadable. “You want entertainment?”“I want something to do that doesn’t involve being watched like a prisoner.”“You are a prisoner,” Nikolai said flatly, not even looking up from his phone.My jaw clenched. “Then at least give me books. A TV. Something.”Enzo set his mug down and stood, stretching. His shirt rode up slightly, revealing a strip of tanned abs. “Come on, kitten. I’ll show you the gym.”I blinked. “The gym?”“You said you’re bored. Work it off.” He jerked his head toward a hallway I hadn’t explored yet. “Unless you’d rather sit here and sulk.”Dante waved a hand dismissively. “Keep her occupied, Enzo. And keep her o

Chapter 8

Chapter EightNina’s POVI couldn’t stop staring.The red room pulsed around me like a living thing, shadows dancing across leather and steel. My heart hammered so hard I could hear it in my ears, louder than the muffled chaos somewhere above.Gunshots. Definitely gunshots.And shouting. Male voices barking orders.I should’ve been terrified and I was, part of me was but standing here surrounded by chains and silk and things I’d only ever seen in forbidden corners of the internet, I felt something else entirely.Fascination.My fingers traced along the edge of the padded table, feeling the smooth, expensive leather. Everything in here was pristine. Cared for. Used but treasured.What kind of woman comes here willingly?The thought sent a shiver down my spine.What kind of woman enjoys this?I picked up a silk blindfold, running the fabric through my fingers. It was softer than anything I’d ever touched, the kind of softness that promised surrender.My mind flashed unbidden to the scen

Chapter 9

Chapter NineEnzo’s POV Going into the shower to wash off immediately after making sure Nina was in his room lying down in the bed. He was quiet and didn’t say a word. He looked shocked to the bone at the blood after killing off the intruders sent by their rival mafia gang. He was so angry that he came out and took vodka but his blood was still boiling, he tried smoking but nothing was working and to make matters worse the picture of Nina’s nipples piercing through the thin shirt he was wearing was not making it easy. He picked up his phone and called Shasha, a musician whom has the perfect BBL body. He knew that he can’t touch Nina, he was supposed to protect him. Shasha let him know when she got there and he went down to the guest room to meet her because he never allows girls up to his room. They didn’t even say hello and went into action when they met each other, kissing and making out passionately before having rough raw sex and to make matters worse Enzo only cummed when

Chapter 10

Chapter TenNina’s POVI woke to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar curtains and the taste of salt on my lips from dried tears.For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. Then it all came crashing back.You’re ours now, Nina. Whether you like it or not.Dante’s words echoed in my skull, cold and final as a prison door slamming shut.I cried myself to sleep last night. Enzo had walked me to my room and made sure I was inside , because apparently mine wasn’t secure enough after the attack and left without a word. I’d curled up on his bed, surrounded by the scent of his cologne and gunpowder, and sobbed until exhaustion dragged me under.Now, the morning light painted everything gold, too beautiful for the nightmare I was living.A soft knock at the door made me sit up, heart racing.“Sí?” I called tentatively.The door opened, and an elderly woman stepped inside. She was small, round, with silver hair pulled back in a neat bun and kind brown eyes that crinkled at the corners. She

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