Chapter 92
Nina’s POV
My grin felt shaky on my face, like it didn’t belong there. Debt free. The words tasted sweet for half a second. I pictured myself back in my old apartment, books open on the table, no more guns, no more running, no more waking up scared every night. Just normal life. Med school. Coffee that didn’t taste like fear.
But Dante didn’t smile back. He stayed across the room, arms crossed tight over his chest. His jaw looked locked. “Full payment, yes,” he said, voice low. “But debt free? That’s not how this works anymore, Nina.”
My grin slipped away. I tried to sit up straighter. Pain flared across my burns and I hissed through my teeth. The warm towel on my stomach slid a little. “What do you mean?” I asked. My voice came out smaller than I wanted.
Enzo leaned forwar
