All Chapters of THE DEBT OF DESIRE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

The car sped through the darkened streets, the city lights flickering like ghosts in the distance. Isabella’s lips still tingled from Matteo’s kiss, her pulse racing, her body still burning with his touch. She had never felt anything like this—like she was teetering on the edge of something dangerous yet intoxicating.Matteo hadn’t said a word since pulling away from her, his jaw clenched, his fingers tight around the steering wheel. It was as if he was battling something inside himself, something she couldn’t quite understand.She broke the silence first. "Are you regretting it?"His grip tightened. "No."She exhaled softly, but before she could say more, the driver’s voice cut through the tension. "Boss, we have a problem."Matteo’s head snapped toward him. "What kind of problem?"The driver glanced in the rearview mirror. "We’re being followed. Black SUV, two cars back. Been trailing us for the last five minutes."A chill ran down Isabella’s spine. Morelli.Matteo cursed under his

The tension of the night still lingered in Isabella’s veins as they drove away from the warehouse. The air between her and Matteo was thick with something unspoken—an electric current neither of them wanted to acknowledge just yet.She had expected relief, maybe even exhaustion, after everything that had happened. But all she could feel was him—Matteo’s presence beside her, the heat of his body, the way his fingers tapped impatiently against his knee."You’re quiet," he finally said, his voice low.She turned to him, watching the way the dim lights of the city played against his sharp features. "A lot has happened.""You regret it?" he asked, eyes flickering toward her before settling back on the road.She hesitated. "No. But I don’t know what happens next."Matteo smirked, shifting gears as he took a sharp turn. "That makes two of us."They arrived at a luxury penthouse minutes later, far from the chaos of the night. Luca and the others had gone their separate ways, leaving them alon

The tension in the room thickened like smoke as Matteo stared at the phone in Luca’s outstretched hand. His father’s name flashed across the screen, a name that held more weight than any enemy he had ever faced.Matteo exhaled sharply, wiping the blood from his lip before taking the call. "What do you want?"A slow, calculated chuckle echoed through the speaker. "Is that how you greet your father, figlio mio? After all, I only call when it’s important."Matteo’s grip on the phone tightened. "You lost the right to call me that a long time ago. Get to the point."There was a pause, then a sigh. "Ah, Matteo. Always so brash. So reckless. And yet, you still manage to disappoint me. You should have finished Morelli when you had the chance."Matteo’s jaw clenched. "I handled it.""No, you let your little pet convince you to show mercy." His father’s voice darkened. "That was a mistake."Isabella stiffened beside Matteo, her fingers curling into her palm. Matteo glanced at her briefly, his e