Lahat ng Kabanata ng Monster Can Love Too: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“You’re shaking.”Noa stared at the empty doorway like it might bite him.His hands weren’t shaking. His whole damn body was.“Son of a bitch,” he muttered.The bastard had gotten inside.No lock picked. No sound. No warning.Just there. On his couch. Like he belonged.Noa’s gut twisted.And not all of it was fear.“I will have you,” Alessio had said. The words still crawled under Noa’s skin like a second pulse. Slow. Certain.Noa scrubbed a hand hard over his face, like he could wipe the memory away.“Like hell you will.”But the words rang hollow in the quiet apartment.The next morning was worse.He barely slept. Tossed and turned until dawn, the sheets tangled, skin too hot, too cold.And when he did sleep, silver eyes haunted him. Cold fingers traced paths down his skin in the dark of his dreams.He woke up with a strangled sound in his throat hard, sweating, furious with himself.“Fuck.”Noa dragged himself out of bed. Yanked on jeans, a hoodie. Something casual, forgettable. Li

Noa couldn’t sleep.Couldn’t think.The words burned on the screen:You’ll beg for me soon.“Fuck you,” he hissed, throat tight.Fingers shaking, he deleted the message. Blocked the number. Thrown the phone facedown on the nightstand so hard it bounced.Didn’t help.Not even close.His body was still on fire. Every inch of skin thrumming, remembering. Remembering the heat of Alessio’s mouth, the sharp scrape of teeth, the unforgiving grip on his wrists, the whispered filth against his ear. The way he’d been undone and left aching.“Get out of my fucking head.”But the ache didn’t go away.It had its claws in him now.He locked himself inside for two days.Curtains drawn. Phone off. World shut out.Didn’t eat. Barely drank.Every time he closed his eyes worse.Dreams, twisted and vivid. Alessio’s hands pinning his wrists above his head. A mouth against his throat, dragging teeth down his skin. Tongue tasting him like a claim.He’d wake up gasping. Hard. Sheets tangled, hips grinding u

The mansion was quiet. Too quiet.Noa’s heart hammered in his chest like a war drum as he paced the dim hallway. Bare feet made almost no sound on the cold marble floor, but every creak of the old house hit him like a gunshot. His pulse lived in his throat now, rapid and sick with dread.You’ll stay. Or you’ll end up like them.Alessio’s voice echoed in his skull. The blood on Alessio’s hands wasn’t a hallucination. It wasn’t a threat tossed for dramatic flair.It was a goddamn promise.Noa shivered not from the cold, but from the terrifying pull Alessio had on him. That unholy magnetism that wrapped around his bones, yanked at his gut, and carved his name deeper under Noa’s skin. He hated it.He hated how much he craved it.He hated how hard he was.“Fuck,” he whispered under his breath and dragged his fingers through his hair like he could claw the thought out. But it stuck. Burned. Twisted.The mansion wasn’t a prison.It was a cathedral of sins.And Alessio was its high priest, it

The drug hit fast.Noa’s limbs gave out, collapsing into Alessio’s arms like a puppet with its strings cut. His heart thundered. The world pitched sideways distant sounds, muffled echoes, colors bleeding at the edges of his vision. Alessio caught him like he always did, strong, silent, inescapable.“Shhh,” Alessio whispered into his hair as the other men disappeared back through the hidden wall. “I’ve got you. You’re safe. You’re mine.”Noa tried to speak, to curse him, scream, fight but his mouth refused to cooperate. His tongue felt swollen, his lips heavy. His body, though conscious, wasn’t his anymore. He could feel everything, but couldn’t move. Couldn’t stop anything.Panic lit every nerve on fire.“Let me go,” he slurred, barely recognizable to himself.But Alessio only smiled, slow and quiet, and carried him like he weighed nothing at all. Through the hidden tunnel, past shadows that moved but didn’t speak. Noa’s lashes fluttered. He drifted in and out. Time slid like oil thro

Noa didn’t move. Couldn’t.Luca’s gun was steady, the silence between them thick as blood.“Put it down,” Luca said again, voice low and cold.Noa’s fingers tightened around the files. “You’re going to kill me if I don’t?”“I’m going to kill you if you do something stupid,” Luca said flatly. “So put the fucking files down before I lose my patience.”Noa’s heart pounded. Sweat rolled down his spine. But his body stupid, brave body wouldn’t obey. He held the files tighter instead, fingers shaking.“I know what this is,” Noa said quietly. “He’s using me. I’m not just some toy to him. I’m leveraged . A key to something bigger.”Luca cocked his head slightly, still aiming straight at his chest. “And what exactly do you think you’re going to do with that information? March out the front door with it?”“I’m not playing this game anymore.”Luca’s lips twitched into a humorless smile. “Oh, sweetheart. You were never playing. You were always the prize.”Noa swallowed hard. “So what, you’re just