All Chapters of His Sinful Empire : Chapter 221 - Chapter 226

NINA's POV “What?” I said. Enzo ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “I’m sorry this happened.” “You say sorry a lot these days.” He looked at me. “I told you I just wanted normal shopping, but I guess you already planned the shopping before I even got here.” “I only wanted to make things easier for you.” “By emptying an entire store?” “I thought you would appreciate the privacy.” I scoffed. “Well, next time, ask me before you turn an entire mall upside down.” He nodded, looking like he was trying very hard not to argue with me. I glanced around the store, then at the employees who were suddenly moving around like their lives depended on it. “I’m starving,” I said. “I’ll get you something now.” He was already turning when I stopped him. “No. Take me to a restaurant.” He turned back immediately. “Okay.” I looked down at myself. My hair was a mess, my clothes were no longer sitting as neatly as they had when I left the estate, and after being dra

ENZO's POV I was halfway home when I glanced at the clock on the dashboard. I picked up my phone and called Bruno. “Did Nina get home safely?” “Yes, boss.” I relaxed slightly. “Good.” There was a pause. Then Bruno added, “But she’s been moody since she left the office.” My grip tightened around the steering wheel. “Moody?” “Yes.” “Why?” Another pause. “She saw Dante.” My stomach dropped. “She what?” I pressed harder on the accelerator. Bruno didn’t say anything else. I ended the call and drove faster. By the time I reached the estate, my mind was already running through every possible thing Dante could have said to her. I stepped inside and immediately spotted Rosa. “Where’s Nina?” Rosa turned toward me. “She’s upstairs.” “Did she eat?” “She came back and went straight to her room. She hasn’t come out since.” I didn’t wait for anything else. I took the stairs two at a time and reached her room within seconds. “Nina?” No answer.

I watched Nina walk toward the building until the glass doors swallowed her from view. I stayed in the car for a few minutes, the engine still running, my hands resting loosely on the steering wheel. Bruno glanced at me through the rearview mirror. “Sir, are we heading somewhere?” I didn’t answer immediately. He noticed the hesitation on my face and waited. “No.” I paused. “Actually…” “Sir?” I looked toward the building again, then leaned back against the seat. “How do you think Nina would react if I gave her a proposal?” Bruno blinked. “Sir?” “What proposal?” I hesitated, trying to find the right way to explain it. “I mean…” I rubbed my jaw. “She does seem to still have feelings for me.” Bruno stared at me for a moment. “You mean you want to ask her to be your wife?” “Well, that.” I paused. “But maybe not that fast. A slow step.” “Oh.” Bruno turned slightly in his seat to look at me properly. “You mean girlfriend to fiancée, then wife?” “If