All Chapters of A V*rgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Chapter 278Nina’s POVStefan’s threat hung in the thick air like poison gas. The Prime Minister. The sheer weight of those words was supposed to crush us, to bring three mob leaders to their knees, to make me tremble and run into his arms for protection.Dante didn't even blink.Instead, a cold, slow smile spread across Dante’s sharp jawline, a look so dark and devoid of mercy that it made my heart drop into my stomach. He took one unhurried step forward, stepping directly into Stefan’s personal space. His towering frame blocked out the crimson emergency light behind him, casting Stefan into complete shadow."Call him," Dante said, his voice terrifyingly quiet, entirely level, cutting through the room like a polished blade.Stefan’s eyes twitched. "What did you say?""I said call your father, Stefan," Dante repeated, leaning in slightly until his face was inches from Stefan's blood-stained jaw. "Pick up your phone. Dial the Prime Minister's private cell line right now. Tell him you a

Chapter 280Dante’s POVThe air inside the subterranean holding cells was thick with the cold, damp stench of concrete and iron. High-voltage fluorescent tubes hummed loudly overhead, casting harsh white light across the reinforced steel doors lining the underground corridor.Enzo walked beside me in absolute silence, his heavy tactical boots thudding against the floorboards of the lower level. His bare chest was smeared with residual gun oil and sweat, his grip tight around the frame of his assault rifle. His dark eyes were cold, hollowed out by the lingering rage of the night's events.We stopped outside the heavy iron door of Cell Three. I gestured to the two armed guards standing watch, and one of them quickly swiped his keycard, pulling the heavy door outward with a loud, metallic echo.Inside, Stefan was secured to the central steel pillar. Thick nylon zip-ties bound his wrists tightly behind his back, cutting deep into his pale skin. His hair was a wild, tangled mess, and dried

Chapter 282Nina’s POVThe soft sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of the guest bedroom, casting a warm golden glow over the quiet space. Amanda was sitting upright in the middle of the large bed, her hands trembling violently as she clutched the thick duvet to her chest. Her face was still unnaturally pale, her breathing fast and ragged as sheer panic took over her wide eyes."My heart, Nina," Amanda whimpered, her voice shaking uncontrollably as her hand pressed hard against her sternum. "It felt like it completely stopped. What happened to me? How much time do I have left?"I sat down on the edge of the mattress, wrapping my warm arms gently around her trembling shoulders. I pulled her small frame close against my chest, smoothing down her messy hair with slow, steady motions."Breathe, Amanda," I whispered softly, keeping my tone calm, soothing, and steady. "Just breathe with me. You are safe right now. Your airway is completely clear, your pulse is steady, and you are g

Chapter 284Nina’s POVMy heart slammed against my ribs like a trapped wild bird. My back pressed flat against the cool metallic paneling of the narrow room, my lungs burning as I tried to draw in a single breath.Standing barely three feet in front of me was a woman who should not have been breathing.She had the exact same delicate oval face, the same high cheekbones, and the same striking emerald eyes that looked out from every silent portrait locked away inside the upper halls of the Moretti estate. She wore a sleek dark blue flight attendant uniform, her sharp shoulders squared, her dark hair pulled back into a neat, professional bun.I stared at her in utter shock, my vision trembling as my eyes dropped to the shiny silver name tag pinned neatly over her left breast.Mary."Isabella?" I choked out, my voice raspy, barely audible over the deep, vibrating thrum of the aircraft's heavy machinery surrounding us.The woman didn't flinch. She kept her hands folded neatly in front of h

Chapter 286Nina’s POVDante flinched as if my words had struck him like a physical blow. The color drained from his high cheekbones, his sharp jaw clenching so hard a muscle twitched violently beneath his skin. He stood frozen beside the edge of the leather couch, his broad chest rising and falling in heavy, silent breaths as he stared down at me with raw, wounded shock."Is that really what you think of me, Nina?" Dante asked, his deep voice dropping into a raspy, agonizingly quiet whisper. "Is that what you think this is?""I know what I saw!" I shouted back, pressing my palm flat against the throbbing gauze above my eyebrow as my vision swam with hot, furious tears. "She stood right in front of me! She called me every vile name in the book and she pulled a knife on me! You are so blinded by your four years of grieving a phantom that you won't even open your eyes!"Before Dante could speak, the heavy mahogany door swung open.Enzo stepped back into the suite, his expression neutral