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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 stepped into the house, barely acknowledging the butler as he greeted me. 


I lifted a hand in response and walked straight up the grand staircase, my body heavy with exhaustion. Today had been one of the longest days of my life. 


As soon as I reached his bedroom, I locked the door behind me, pressing my back against it and exhaling deeply. 


Matteo had made a show of dropping me off and picking me up from campus, ensuring that everyone knew I belonged to him. The way he pulled me into that possessive kiss in front of everyone, the way girls whispered about me, calling me a gold digger—it made my skin crawl. 


I sighed, shoving away the frustration and heading straight to the bathroom. 


The shower was the only place where I felt in control. Hot water poured over me, washing away the tension. For a few minutes, I pretended I was free—that I wasn’t trapped in this nightmare. 


CHAPTER 43