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Sophia thought she had escaped her reckless past. Leaving behind wild nights and meaningless hookups, she was finally focused on her studies, determined to build a future for herself. But no matter how much she tried to move forward, she couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that someone was always watching.

Matteo had been watching Sophia for months. The heir to a powerful mafia empire, he was used to taking what he wanted, and what he wanted was her. She had been a fleeting temptation, a girl who once lived freely, but she had no idea that her past had tied her to him in ways she couldn’t even begin to understand.

When strange things start happening—her door left unlocked, gifts in her room that were never there, shadows lurking where there shouldn’t be—Sophia’s fear grows. But when Matteo finally steps out of the shadows and into her life, the fear turns into something far more dangerous: fascination.

He’s dark, possessive, and utterly obsessed. He claims she belongs to him. And worst of all? A part of her doesn’t want to run.

As Sophia fights the undeniable pull between them, secrets begin to unravel. The more she learns about Matteo’s world, the more she realizes she might not be as innocent as she thought. And when the line between love and obsession blurs, she’s faced with a terrifying question—has she fallen for the monster in the dark, or was she always meant to be his?

In a world of crime, power, and dangerous devotion, can love truly conquer all? Or will Sophia lose herself to the man who has been watching her from the very beginning?

HUNTED BY DESIRE

It was well past sunset, and the house was dimly lit, the only real glow coming from the kitchen where I stood. The quiet hum of the refrigerator was the only sound filling the space as I poured myself a glass of water. My hands trembled slightly as I lifted the glass to my lips, trying to shake the memory of that phone call. 


The way his breathing had quickened, the sick groan that had spilled through the speaker—it made my stomach churn. I knew what he was doing on the other end. The thought alone made my skin crawl. 


I squeezed the glass tighter, my jaw clenching. My fingers felt cold against the condensation, a stark contrast to the heat creeping up my spine. He wasn’t just some faceless monster lurking in the dark—I knew him. I knew his silver eyes, the scar along his cheek, the weight of his body against mine when he had pinned me down that night. 


CHAPTER 18