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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

"Just stay, please. I will forgive you and forget everything. Just stay, for our son's sake. Please." 


My mother's voice was raw with desperation, her fingers digging into my father's leg as she knelt before him. 


He looked down at her with nothing but disgust. 


"I know it’s only money that you want. I will keep sending you money. Just live well." 


His voice was calm, cold, as if she was a mere nuisance rather than the woman he had once sworn to love. Then, without hesitation, he yanked his foot away from her grip, making her stumble onto the hard wooden floor. 


I stood there, frozen, as he gave me a fleeting glance—empty, indifferent—before walking out the door. 


The sound of my mother’s sobs filled the room, each wail slicing through me like a blade. But what good did her tears do? They changed nothing. 


CHAPTER 23