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My Boss Stole Me: Dante's Obsession

You thought you knew exactly who he was — your cold, untouchable boss who never learned your name. You were wrong about every single part of that. Dante Morretti has watched you for seven months. He knows the route you walk home, the light you leave on when you cannot sleep, the face you make when you are trying not to cry in a public place. He is the head of the most dangerous criminal empire in the city, and he has spent half a year deciding whether to keep his distance — or take you somewhere no one else can reach you. He chose. Now you are in his penthouse, the door is locked from the outside, and the man pulling up a chair across from you is wearing the same calm expression he wore every time he passed your desk. Except now there is no desk. No office. No version of this where you simply clock out and go home. The most dangerous part is not the locked door. It is the way he looks at you — like you are something he has already decided to keep.