Chapter 75
Nina’s POV
The living room still smelled like whiskey and wood smoke from the fire. Dante stood there with his arms crossed tight. Face hard. Nikolai leaned against the wall watching us. Enzo stayed close to me like he was ready to argue for me if I needed it.
I took a breath. Coat still belted. Silver outfit hidden underneath. “I want to go,” I said. Voice came out stronger than I expected. “I already said yes. I already got ready. I’m not backing out now.”
Dante sighed. Long. Tired. Ran a hand through his hair. “It’s dangerous, Nina. You walk in there looking like that and every man in the place sees dollar signs. Or worse. One wrong touch. One wrong word. And you’re not walking out the same.”
I laughed once. Short. Sharp. “Then give me a gun. I’ve been training. I can ha
