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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

I let out a frustrated sigh, my body stiff against his hold. Matteo's grip was firm, almost possessive, as if he thought that if he held on tightly enough, he could keep me here forever. His warmth radiated against my back, but it only made me feel colder inside. 


“Matteo, let me go.” My voice was quiet, but there was an unmistakable edge to it. 


His fingers flexed against my waist before finally loosening just a fraction. “Where do you think you’re running off to?” His voice was husky from sleep, but there was amusement laced within it. “The night was good, wasn’t it? So why are you trying to escape like a thief?” 


I clenched my jaw. “I’m not escaping. I just want to be alone.” 


His grip tightened again, this time firmer, his lips brushing against my shoulder. “Alone? That’s a funny word coming from you. I thought we had already crossed that line, baby.” 


I turned my head slightly, glaring at him. “Don’t call me that.” 


CHAPTER 38