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Sophia never imagined her life would spiral into a waking nightmare. What began as strange phone calls and shadowy figures watching from the distance quickly turned into something far worse—being abducted by Matteo DeLuca, a man whose obsession ran deeper than love. Under his control, Sophia suffered in silence, enduring pain and humiliation she dares not speak of. When he finally lets her go, it isn’t freedom that greets her—but another captor.

Aleksandr Volkov, powerful, cold, and emotionally damaged, sees in Sophia a mirror of the woman he lost. Desperate to keep his daughter believing her mother is alive, he forces Sophia to take on her identity. Through manipulation, subtle control, and emotional coercion, Aleksandr begins to unravel Sophia’s reality—softening her resistance and luring her into the illusion of a perfect family.

Now, with her will slowly crumbling, Matteo must do the unthinkable: save the very woman he once destroyed. But is it redemption he’s after—or revenge? As dark secrets unravel and twisted games are played, Sophia must face a brutal truth: sometimes the greatest threats are the ones that wear a familiar face.

HUNTED BY DESIRE

I went up the stairs with Vera to her room, since I had promised to play dress-up with her. Her tiny hand was wrapped tightly around mine, swinging with each of her cheerful steps. Her laughter echoed through the hallway, light and innocent, reminding me of everything I wasn’t anymore—free, trusting, and untouched by the darker parts of this world. 


When we reached her door, she pushed it open with all her little strength, excitedly pulling me inside. Her room was just as I remembered from earlier, a soft and vibrant explosion of pinks and peaches. Dolls, plushies, miniature wardrobes, and all kinds of colorful ribbons lay scattered like confetti after a party. 


“Come, Mommy!” she said, already rushing toward her miniature wardrobe. She opened the doors with dramatic flair, revealing dozens of tiny dresses in all shades, from glittering blues to delicate floral patterns. 


“I want us to match!” she declared, turning around with a determined look on her face. 


CHAPTER 68