A Virgin For The Three Mafia Bodyguards 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 26

Chapter Twenty TwoNina’s POVAfter Isabela followed Enzo toward the guest house, the air felt too heavy to breathe.My mind kept going back to the bedroom.To the way Dante had pulled me close earlier.To the way his mouth had claimed mine.To the way my body had leaned in, ready to forget everything else and just fall.We had kissed. Deep and hot and dizzying. His hand had slid into my hair, mine had grabbed his shirt. I had felt that same wild pull that always came when he was near.But then he’d stopped.He’d pulled back, his breathing rough, his eyes dark.“Not tonight,” he’d said. “You’re tired. You’re shaken. You almost died in a warehouse three hours ago. I won’t touch you like that when your head isn’t clear.”Nothing had happened after that.No sex.Just his hand cupping my cheek. His forehead leaning against mine. A soft kiss on my lips, then on my brow.“Sleep,” he’d whispered. “You’re safe. That’s enough for tonight.”At the time, it had felt sweet. Kind. Like he was hold

Chapter Twenty Four Nina’s POV The sound of the slap rings in my ears before the pain even hits. My head snaps to the side. My cheek burns like it has been set on fire. For a second, everything goes white and sharp and loud. I hear my own voice before I even know I am screaming. I grab my face, fingers pressing over my cheek. Heat spreads under my palm. My eyes sting. My ears buzz. “You slapped me,” I shout, my voice shaking. “You actually slapped me!” Nana gasps behind me. “Nina, mija—” Something in me snaps. I am tired. Tired of being hit. Tired of being punished. Tired of being treated like I am less than everyone else. Tired of pretending I do not see things. Tired of being the one who always bleeds. Before I can think, my hand flies. I take my palm off my cheek and swing it straight at Isabela’s face. The sound is loud. Her head jerks to the side this time. Her eyes go wide and wild. Her mouth falls open. She touches her cheek like she cannot believe I did it back. “H

Chapter Twenty SixNina’s POVDante didn’t blink.For a second, the room was so quiet I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.“Maybe if you train me and give me a damn gun,” I had said, chest heaving, “then I’ll man up happily putting some bullets in your head.”His jaw flexed.Then he moved.One second he was across the room. The next he was right in front of me, his chest almost touching mine, his eyes dark and hard.“Careful, Nina,” he said softly. “You’re asking for things you don’t understand.”“I’m not scared of you,” I shot back, even though my stomach was tight.He laughed once. No humor. “You should be.”His hand shot out, fingers closing around my arm. Not gentle. Not soft. He yanked me forward so fast I stumbled into him.“Hey—let go—”“Fine,” he growled. “You want guns? You want to ‘man up’? Let me show you what that actually looks like.”He dragged me toward the far wall.I’d been in this room for weeks and never noticed anything strange about it. It was just an office.