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Monster Can Love Too
Last Updated : 2025-11-30
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“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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Monster Can Love Too CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-THREE — FINAL EPILOGUE
The world woke up slowly.A pale, honey-gold morning spilled through the tall bedroom windows, touching everything it liked: the soft sheets, the half-open curtains, the messy pile of clothes on the velvet chair, and the two bodies tangled in the center of the king-size bed like they’d grown there overnight.Noa was the first to blink awake… barely.His curls were pushed up in every direction imaginable, like he had lost a fight with sleep itself. His cheek was pressed against Alessio’s chest, one arm flung over his waist, fingers buried in the sheets like he was afraid to let go even now.Alessio didn’t wake easily. He never had. But the moment Noa shifted, his hand slid instinctively into Noa’s hair, rubbing slow circles against his scalp.A low, lazy hum escaped Noa. “Are you awake or is this your sleep-mode autopilot?”Alessio’s voice came out rough morning gravel and quiet warmth.“Sleep-mode wouldn’t bother touching you.”“Oh.” Noa’s lips are curved, small and smug. “So this is
Last Updated : 2025-11-30Monster Can Love Too CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO — THE QUIET AFTER THE BREAK
The envelope lay on the table like a fresh wound.Noa hadn’t moved for a full minute after whispering, “My family.”He just stared at the paper, breathing too quietly, hands too still.The kind of still that wasn’t calmIt was shocking wearing a mask.Alessio didn’t touch him, not yet.He knew the difference between giving comfort and overcrowding a wound.But when Noa finally exhaled shaky, uneven Alessio reached out and slid a hand up the back of Noa’s neck, fingers slipping under his hair.Noa leaned into the touch like he’d been waiting for it.“Talk to me,” Alessio murmured.Noa swallowed hard. “It’s not… it’s not all of them. Just one person.”“Who?”“My mother’s brother.”A strained breath. “Milan used to keep him away. I didn’t know how far it went.”That explained the handwriting in Quinn’s note: the cryptic warnings, the protective anger, the terrible choices.Quinn hadn’t been fighting Alessio.He’d been fighting ghosts.And losing.Alessio cupped Noa’s cheek gently and tur
Last Updated : 2025-11-30Monster Can Love Too CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-ONE — THE MAN WHO STOOD IN THE DOORWAY
The crack in the doorway widened, and the man stepped fully into the room with the kind of confidence that came from knowing he was the storm, not walking into one.Quinn.Not the Quinn from the early days.Not the Quinn who used to tease Noa for drinking coffee like it was oxygen, whose grin stretched too wide whenever Noa rolled his eyes.Not the Quinn who had walked into their lives pretending to be harmless, pretending to be a friend, pretending to be nothing but a passing breeze in a world full of hurricanes.This Quinn was colder. Sharper.Even the air seemed to change around him. He carried that strange electricity, that eerie calm of a man who didn’t need to raise his voice or lift a weapon to make the room tilt.His eyes weren’t warm; they were calculating, slicing through shadows like blades.His posture wasn’t relaxed, it was commanding, a quiet warning written into the way he stood.And his smile, his damn smile felt like a trap tightening around the throat of anyone who d
Last Updated : 2025-11-30Monster Can Love Too CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY — THE EDGE OF THE LAST DOOR
The world didn’t breathe with him.For a moment, Alessio wasn’t sure if the ringing in his ears was from the gunshot echo, the shouting, or the way his heart slammed mercilessly against his ribs as he crashed through the broken service corridor door. Dust exploded around him as concrete fragments rolled across the floor, skittering like tiny bones. His vision blurred panic, adrenaline, grief, everything mixing in a way that felt poisonous. His lungs couldn’t decide if they wanted to choke or scream.He didn’t care.He only saw Noa.Pressed against the wall.Hands held behind him.A figure standing too close.Too familiar.The “second man.”The shadow that had stalked them through cities, hallways, forests, phones, and nightmares. A ghost wearing skin. The presence that kept appearing at the edges of surveillance footage, behind half-open doors, reflected in mirrors. The person who had trailed them like something feral with a purpose.A man whose face Alessio hadn’t seen until now.Noa
Last Updated : 2025-11-29
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