I swallowed hard, gripping my suitcase tighter. I had dreamed of this moment for years. Leaving behind poverty, chasing something bigger, something better. Teaching at one of Naples' most prestigious private schools wasn't just a job; it was my ticket to a new life. A life where I wasn't just the poor girl from a forgotten village.
I forced a deep breath. You did this for a reason, Aurora. No turning back now.
"Signorina, are you lost?" a kind, elderly man asked, his voice cutting through my anxious thoughts.
I shook my head quickly. "No, just... taking it all in."
He chuckled. "Ah, Naples does that to people. Welcome to the city, ragazza."
I gave him a small smile before walking toward the tiny apartment I had rented. The streets were alive with movement-Vespas zipping by, people shouting in rapid Italian, street vendors selling fresh bread and espresso. It was overwhelming, but in the best way.
Finally, I reached my building, an old structure with ivy creeping up the walls. It wasn't much-just a small space on the second floor-but it was mine. As I unlocked the door, I caught sight of my neighbor across the hall.
Matteo.
We had only spoken briefly when I came to check out the apartment last week, but his warm smile and deep green eyes had lingered in my mind. He was effortlessly charming, the kind of man who carried an easy confidence.
He leaned against his doorframe, arms crossed, flashing me that lazy grin. "New girl finally moving in?"
I laughed softly. "That obvious?"
"Just a little. You look like someone who's never been to the city before."
"I haven't." I smiled, feeling my nerves ease slightly. "I'm Aurora."
"Matteo." His eyes ran over me, not in a way that made me uncomfortable, but in a way that made my heart race just a little. "Welcome to the chaos."
Maybe... just maybe, I could have more than just survival in this city. Maybe I could have something good.
What I didn't know was that my life was already claimed.
What I didn't know was that I belonged to a man I had never even met.
(Riccardo's POV – Unseen)
From the backseat of my car, I watched her. Small. Fragile. Unaware.
Naples had seen many girls like her-young, hopeful, naive. They came searching for something better, thinking the city was kind, thinking it had room for them. They never understood the truth.
This city belonged to men like me. Ruthless. Powerful. Untouchable.
She was not meant to last here.
And yet, I couldn't look away.
Her long chestnut hair fell in waves down her back, her delicate hands gripping the suitcase as if it held her entire world. The way she looked at everything with wonder... it was foolish. But it was also mesmerizing.
Then my eyes darkened.
Matteo.
I clenched my jaw as I watched him flirt with her, flashing that smug grin, standing too close. Too close to something that doesn't belong to him.
He didn't know it yet, but he had made a mistake.
She didn't know it yet, but her fate had already been sealed.
Aurora.
A beautiful name. A name I would soon hear gasping against my skin.
She was mine.
She just didn't know it yet.
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