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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

The sound of my alarm blaring next to me jolted me awake. I groaned, burying my face into the pillow as I tried to block out the annoying noise. A strong arm tightened around my waist, pulling me against a warm, solid body. 


My body stiffened as memories of last night came rushing back. Matteo. His threats. His control. His presence. 


I inhaled deeply before exhaling sharply, trying to calm myself. Today was a new day, and I had classes to attend. I needed to focus on that, not on the possessive mafia leader sleeping beside me. 


Carefully, I pried his arm off and slid out of bed. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. I grabbed some clothes and hurried into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. 


The hot water helped wash away some of my tension, but the moment I stepped out, I was right back where I started—trapped. 


CHAPTER 42