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.
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR — HUNT OR BURNThe forest outside the mansion was alive with shadows, whispers of movement that only Alessio seemed to notice. Noa stayed pressed against him, small and trembling in the warmth of his coat, sweat still cooling on his skin. The air smelled of smoke, blood, and sex of their claim, of Alessio’s obsession.Rico’s taunt still rang in his ears: “Oh, I know, boss. But first… I want to see how far he’ll go to keep what’s his.”Alessio’s jaw flexed. His hands tightened on Noa’s wrists, fingers leaving faint bruises. “I’ll show him,” he muttered, voice low, throaty, dangerous. “I’ll show him exactly what happens when you touch what belongs to me.”Noa swallowed, heart hammering. The thought of Alessio going feral sent shivers down his spine but it also made his stomach burn in a way he couldn’t resist. “Alessio…” he whispered, voice shaking, “please… be careful…”Alessio’s lips grazed the side of his neck, teeth just barely brushing the skin. “Careful isn’t in my nature, tesoro. You know that.
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE — THE GLASS HEART The mansion still smelled of smoke and blood, the acrid sting clinging to the heavy velvet drapes and seeping into the cracks of the floorboards. Alessio hadn’t slept; his body was wound tight, alert in every nerve, every muscle coiled for violence. His hands were steady, precise, but his pulse carried that hard, insistent edge that came when chaos was only half-resolved. One intruder had been buried behind the garage, left in silence beneath the earth; another remained tied in the cellar, broken, quivering, a half-finished punishment. But Rico… Rico was still out there. Somewhere, watching, waiting. The thought was a jagged itch under Alessio’s skin, and he savored the anticipation of it, letting it tighten his grip on reality.Noa stood at the window, wrapped in Alessio’s jacket. It was far too big for him, sleeves hanging past his fingers, the collar pulled up against his neck. His skin, still chilled from the night air, contrasted sharply with the lingering heat of Alessio’s body,
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-TWO — THE SECOND SHADOW The silence after the gunfire was deafening.Not peaceful, never that but heavy, oppressive, the kind that made every breath feel like blasphemy. The air was thick with gunpowder, sweat, and the faint metallic tang of blood. Smoke drifted through the broken windows, curling around the light like ghosts trying to find their way home.Alessio stood in the center of the chaos, his chest rising and falling in slow, deliberate movements. His face was half-shadowed by blood and moonlight, the two things that had followed him all his life. The intruders were gone or at least, it seemed that way. But Alessio didn’t trust silence. Silence was where predators hid.Noa was still pressed against the wall, trembling, barefoot, his breath sharp and uneven. His fingers clutched the cold marble as though it might hold him up, but it didn’t stop the way his knees threatened to buckle. The sweat cooling on his body mixed with dust, making his skin itch. “Alessio…” he whispered, voice cracking like glas
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE — DOUBLE AMBUSH Alessio’s gun dropped just for a heartbeat when he realized the second shadow moved behind him. It wasn’t hesitation; it was calculation, a predator measuring angles in the dark. The weight of the weapon was still in his palm, warm from his own body heat, the smell of oil and sweat rising from it like a warning.His pulse didn’t falter, didn’t even stutter. Instead, his muscles coiled tighter, his skin humming with the kind of alertness only a man who had killed before could summon. He shoved the first intruder back, dragging him across the hall like a sack of meat, gun raised and cock throbbing, muscles tight, feral hunger coiling in his veins until every nerve in his body felt like a live wire.Noa’s scream tore through the mansion, high and raw, echoing off the marble like the sound of glass breaking.“Alessio!”Alessio’s head snapped. His boy was in the bedroom doorway naked, trembling, cheeks flushed with sweat and shame, cum still drying in sticky streaks down his thighs. His ha
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY — CAUGHT IN THE ACT The sound that woke Alessio wasn’t loud.It was small. Soft. Like the drag of a boot sole across the polished floor.But it wasn’t his. And it sure as fuck wasn’t Noa’s.Alessio’s eyes snapped open. His first instinct wasn’t fear, it was rage. Pure, sharp, volcanic rage. He’d been hunting this intruder for days, playing cat and mouse in his own mansion. Every camera, every hallway, every locked door still, the fucker kept slipping through like smoke. And now the mouse thought he was clever enough to sneak in while Alessio had his boy in bed?Wrong move. Deadly move.Alessio didn’t breathe for a second, letting his ears sharpen to the dark. He could feel the weight of the house, every shadow pressing against the walls. Somewhere in it, the enemy was breathing. Somewhere too close.He shifted, careful not to wake Noa at first. His boy was spread out over the sheets, naked, bruised, and marked, the way Alessio liked to keep him. Bite marks littered his throat, purpling into ownership. Hi
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE — THE VOICE IN THE WALLS The words slithered through the silence like smoke.“Moretti. You can’t fuck bullets into him forever.”Noa’s skin went cold. The sheet slipped from his shoulders, pooling at his waist. Every inch of him was marked bruises, bites, cum drying sticky on his skin. A trophy. A possession. Alessio’s boy.And someone out there knew it.Alessio froze mid-step, head tilted like a wolf catching scent. His eyes burned red with something unholy, something that didn’t belong to a man but to a beast pacing its cage. The muscles along his jaw clenched until the bone stood sharp, cutting the dim light.“Stay down,” he ordered without looking at Noa.Noa’s pulse jumped, his throat working around a word that wouldn’t come. “Alessio”The gun came up, finger curled tight on the trigger. “Now.”That single word left no space for rebellion. It wasn’t a suggestion. It was the law.Noa dropped back against the pillows, heart hammering, lungs straining as if the walls themselves pressed tighter. His skin pri
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