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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

The pounding in my head was a relentless rhythm, like thunder echoing in a distant sky. My eyes fluttered open, every blink sharp, like shards of light slicing through the fog of unconsciousness. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar—white, smooth, and glowing faintly with morning light. I turned my head slowly, breath catching in my throat. 


This… this wasn’t Aleksandr’s mansion. There were no marble pillars, no tall windows draped with velvet curtains. No scent of imported wood and expensive cologne. Instead, the air smelled faintly of lavender and linen, and the walls were painted a warm cream. 


I sat up abruptly, regretting it instantly as the room spun around me. Memories slammed into me like waves: lunch at the restaurant with Aleksandr and Vera. The quiet, tense silence. The loud bang. Bullets. Screams. Aleksandr shouting at us to get down. The chaos. And then… his eyes. 


Those eyes—green fire, searing through the smoke. 


CHAPTER 82