PROLOGUE

"In a world of ruthless power and

unyielding desire, he'll burn the world

to possess her-and she'll shatter every

rule to survive him."

Prologue

The streets of Milan pulsed with life, a city where power and wealth ruled, where the rich indulged in excess, and the night was filled with the hum of high-end cars and the laughter of the elite. This was a world of glittering facades and hidden dangers, a place where the line between luxury and depravity was razor-thin. And in this world, one name commanded more fear, more respect, than any other—Alessandro De Rossi.

Alessandro was a man whose reputation preceded him, the head of the De Rossi mafia family, a dynasty built on blood, loyalty, and ruthless ambition. Born into a legacy of crime, Alessandro had taken the reins of his family's empire at a young age, molding it into a force that dominated the underworld of Italy. To many, he was a myth, a specter whose very name inspired terror. To his enemies, he was death incarnate, a man with ice in his veins and blood on his hands.

Yet beneath the cold, calculated exterior, Alessandro harbored a secret longing, a desire he had never dared to voice. Love. He had always seen it as a weakness, something that could be used against him, something that could destroy him. But deep down, in the darkest corners of his heart, he yearned for something more—a connection, a sense of belonging that power and money could never provide.

Then came Emilia Moretti, a woman who was as fierce as she was beautiful, with a sharp tongue and a fire in her soul that matched the vibrant red of her hair. Emilia was a survivor, a woman who had clawed her way through life after the tragic loss of her parents. The streets of Milan had been her battleground, and she had learned to fight, to protect her younger brother, Luca, with every ounce of strength she possessed.

Emilia had never been one to back down from a challenge, and she had never feared anyone—until she crossed paths with Alessandro. Their first meeting had been a clash of wills, an encounter charged with animosity and something darker, something neither of them could name. Alessandro was drawn to her defiance, to the way she looked at him without flinching, without fear. She was unlike any woman he had ever known, and that intrigued him, even as it infuriated him.

For Emilia, Alessandro represented everything she despised—a man who used his power to control, to manipulate, to destroy. And yet, there was something about him that called to her, a darkness within him that mirrored her own. She hated the way her body reacted to him, the way her heart raced whenever he was near. She hated that, despite everything, she couldn't stop thinking about him.

Their encounters were like a dance, a dangerous, seductive game of cat and mouse. Alessandro was possessive, jealous, determined to make Emilia his, no matter the cost. He was used to getting what he wanted, and what he wanted was Emilia. But she was no ordinary woman, and she refused to be anyone's possession. She challenged him, fought him at every turn, refusing to bend to his will.

But as much as she resisted, the pull between them was undeniable. It was a force that neither of them could control, a fire that burned hotter with every clash, every stolen glance. They were drawn to each other like moths to a flame, even as they knew that the fire could consume them both.

The nights in Milan were long and dangerous, filled with whispers of betrayal and the scent of blood. In this world, love was a weapon, a double-edged sword that could bring a man to his knees or cut him down in an instant. And for Alessandro and Emilia, it was both—a weapon and a curse.

As the city's underworld watched, their relationship unfolded, a twisted, passionate affair that defied all reason. Alessandro's obsession with Emilia grew with each passing day, consuming him, driving him to the brink of madness. He wanted her, needed her, and he would do whatever it took to keep her by his side. But Emilia was not one to be easily tamed. She was fire and fury, a woman who would not bow to anyone, not even the most powerful man in Italy.

Their love was a battlefield, a place where desire and hate collided, where trust was a fragile thing that could shatter in an instant. They were enemies turned lovers, bound together by a force that neither of them understood, a force that threatened to destroy them both.

And yet, despite the danger, despite the blood and the lies, they couldn't walk away. They were trapped in a web of their own making, caught between love and hate, power and submission. Alessandro's world was a dark, twisted place, a world where nothing was as it seemed, where every move was a calculated risk. And Emilia was now a part of it, whether she liked it or not.

In the shadows of Milan, where the line between right and wrong was blurred beyond recognition, Alessandro and Emilia's story began—a story of ruthless desires, of passion and obsession, of a love that was as dangerous as it was undeniable.

This was the world they lived in, a world where love and death walked hand in hand, where the stakes were life and death, and where the only certainty was that nothing would ever be the same again.

Welcome to the beginning of their story. Welcome to the world of "Ruthless Desires: A Mafia's Obsession."