Monster Can Love Too
“I was born incapable of love. My
hands know only blood. My heart knows only ice. But for you… I would carve out a new soul, even if it kills me.”
Alessio “Alec” Moretti rules his city like a god draped in shadow. Cold, ruthless, and untouched by emotion, he’s a mafia boss born from bloodlines and brutality. Psychopath, they whisper incapable of love, addicted only to control.
No one defies him.
Until Noa Hartmann spits in his face.
Noa is everything Alessio doesn’t understand fiercely ,independent, maddeningly fearless, and completely uninterested in bowing to a monster. He’s just a university student working in a dusty bookstore café, trying to survive the same violence that killed his family.
But one moment one public act of defiance and Alessio is obsessed.
At first, it’s a game. Alessio wants to break him, tame him, make him kneel. But the closer he gets, the more the lines blur. Why does he want to protect Noa? Why does he feel anything at all?
What begins as possession becomes something darker, deeper… and far more dangerous.
Because monsters don’t love,they consume.
And when the past reemerges in the form of a long-lost brother turned rival mafia boss one who blames Alessio’s family for the massacre of Noa’s everything explodes.
Noa is caught between two devils:
One who stole his life.
One who wants to own his heart.
With empires collapsing, secrets unraveling, and love bleeding into obsession, Noa and Alessio are forced to face the truth:
Some monsters can love.
But they will burn the world for it.
Basahin
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Family Tastes Like Blood The scream ripped out of Noa’s chest like his ribs couldn’t hold it anymore, like his entire body cracked under the pressure of it, the weight of the photo burning in his palm. His mother. Alive. Tied to a chair. Beside Luca. And the timestamp mocked him; this wasn’t old, this was now. This was unfolding while he was still standing here, while Alessio bled onto the dusty floors of this half-dead safehouse, while Noa’s lungs barely dragged in enough air to stay upright.He slammed his fist into the table, the wood splintering under his knuckles, pain biting up his arm like a necessary punishment. Alessio tried to push himself up from the chair, but Noa was already there, shoving him back down, pressing his palm hard to his shoulder wound.“You are not moving,” Noa hissed, his voice shaking, his whole body thrumming like a live wire. “Not this time. Not until I figure out what the fuck this is.”Alessio’s jaw clenched, blood drying along his temple, his breath ragged. “You saw her? You’
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: War in the BloodThe word detonated in Noa’s skull, collapsing the air out of his lungs, punching the ground out from under him. Pregnant. Pregnant. His hand flew to his abdomen like he could feel it, like something there had already changed, like his body knew before his brain could catch up.The gun slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground like an afterthought, like the threat of death wasn’t even registering anymore because the war that had just been dropped into his ribs wasn’t a bullet, it was a life.Alessio’s mouth opened, panic bleeding across his face, his breathing a wreck, but no sound came out.Noa’s eyes ripped to him. “You knew.”Alessio flinched.“You knew!”Alessio’s throat worked, his voice breaking. “I didn’t I only found out”“When?!” Noa roared, his body trembling, his chest cracking.“Just before just before the docks. I didn't know how to tell you. I was going to I was going to wait until”“Until what? Until Dominik shoved it in my face? Until your brother tried to ki
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: Blood Debt The second the name left Alessio’s mouth, the world tilted sideways.Noa’s pulse hammered in his throat, his skin going cold, his breathing jagged like he’d been drop-kicked into the deep end of a nightmare.Lorenzo. Alessio’s brother. The ghost Alessio swore was dead. The ghost who wasn’t supposed to matter anymore.But here they were. And ghosts always came back when you didn’t bury them deep enough.Alessio’s body jerked off Noa like he’d been struck, his hands shaking as he scrambled to zip his pants, blood and sweat still slick on his skin. “Fuck. Fuck. Noa, I”“No,” Noa snapped, dragging himself upright, dragging his own pants into place, ignoring the burn in his thighs, the ache in his chest, the wreckage Alessio had just left him in. “You’re going to explain this right now.”Alessio’s face twisted, panic spiking like he’d forgotten how to hold himself together. “I thought he was dead. I swear to God, I thought Lorenzo was dead.”Noa’s hands shook as he jammed his cum back on.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: The Chains We Choose Noa couldn’t feel his hands. Couldn’t feel his legs. Could barely feel Alessio’s weight pressing him down like a brand, like a punishment, like a claim. The air was carved out of the cathedral now, like Dominik had walked away with all the oxygen, all the light, all the goddamn choices.Noa’s eyes stayed fixed on the doors Dominik had just walked through, on the shadow that swallowed him, on the silence that slammed down behind him like the closing of a coffin.Alessio’s breath ghosted against his neck, too hot, too close, too dangerous.“Noa,” Alessio rasped, his grip tightening on his wrists. “Look at me.”Noa didn’t move. Couldn’t.“Noa.”He dragged his gaze back, locking on Alessio’s ruined, bleeding, beautiful face. There was pain there. Regret. Something that looked like it wanted to beg for forgiveness but didn’t know how to start.“Why?” Noa’s voice cracked. It wasn’t sharp anymore. Just frayed. Just small. “Why did you do it?”Alessio’s throat worked like swallowing glass. “I
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: Heartbeats and CrosshairsFor a second, Noa couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. I couldn't think. His pulse flatlined as Alessio’s gun locked on him, the barrel steady, the fire in his eyes cold enough to burn.It didn’t make sense. Alessio, his Alessio, the man who’d carved open his ribs just to hold his heart, was standing there like he’d been waiting to pull this trigger his whole life.The silence wasn’t quiet. It screamed.Noa’s voice broke on the way out. “You’re lying.”Alessio’s smirk twisted, dangerous. “Am I?”“You wouldn’t do this.”“I already did.” Alessio’s gun didn’t waver. His chest heaved, his stitches straining, his body a war zone. But his hand? Steady. Unshaking. Deadly. “Dominik offered me the city. It offered me freedom. Offer me you.”Noa’s breath cracked. “You have me.”“I have scraps. Pieces.” Alessio’s voice dropped into a cruel whisper. “You’ve always held back. You let me fuck you. You let me love you. But you never let me own you.”Noa’s heart jackknifed, a brutal punch to the chest. “
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY: The Enemy You Keep Noa’s breath cracked out of him, the sea wind slicing his skin as he stared at the photo burning on his phone screen. Luca. Dominik had sent him a picture of Luca. Tied to a chair, same setup, same game, same fucking trap. Only this time, the message hit harder.Your next target’s already in play. Let’s see if you’ll shoot him. -D.Noa’s grip tightened on the phone until his knuckles went white, his whole body trembling as the boat’s engine roared beneath him, carrying him away from the flaming skeleton of the dock. His brother sagged unconscious beside him, breathing shallow, but alive.Noa slammed the throttle, the motor screaming, the waves chopping viciously under the hull. His teeth ground so hard his jaw ached. Dominik wasn’t just trying to kill his family. He was playing chess with Noa’s entire soul.Luca. He’d bled for Noa. Killed for him. Stood between him and death more times than Noa could count. Noa’s chest fractured around the idea of losing him.“Fuck,” Noa hissed, punch
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