I opened my door expecting a boy. I got a man who ruined me. Luca. My daughter's boyfriend. Those pale green eyes hit like a fist, stripping me bare before he even spoke my name. His grip on my hand burned longer than it should. His casual sprawl at my table made my pulse thunder. And when our eyes locked across the room, knowing, daring, I was lost. One touch in the kitchen. A stolen encounter against the garden wall. His body under mine, tight and begging, whispering mine even as he climbed into her bed. He's hers by day, fiancé, husband, the perfect son-in-law. But at night? He sneaks to me. Takes me raw. Leaves me shaking, marked, craving more. Theo sees too much. Lena trusts blindly. The wedding ring on her finger mocks me, but it doesn't stop the fire. Jealousy twists like a knife when he flirts, when shadows watch our sins. One wrong groan, one careless shadow, and my world implodes. He's not just temptation. He's addiction. Destruction. And I'll burn my life to ashes before I let him go.