"You're a thorn in my side." . . . The bane of my existence has always been Alessandro Silvestro. He's the reason my blood boils every time I'm in the same room as him. The reason why I do things out of my character. He brings out the nasty, rotten side of me. He was my first love. First enemy. And if that wasn't enough, he's also the identical copy of my best friend. The person I hate the most also has the face of the person who means the most to me. And he'll stop at nothing to see me crushed and wither in front of his eyes.

She's a small-town baker who finds solace in sugar, silence, and staying out of trouble. He's a ruthless CEO who conquers markets and women with equal ease. Their worlds were never meant to touch-until he walks into her bakery after midnight with nothing but hunger in his eyes. She offers pastries. He wants something sweeter. In a kitchen scented with cinnamon and lust, flour becomes foreplay and boundaries blur. But when fire meets steel, someone always gets burned. A steamy one-shot full of slow-burn tension, late-night cravings, and a taste of the forbidden.

It was always going to be her. Even when it wasn't allowed. Even when it could ruin everything. He came back to bury the past, and found himself face-to-face with the one girl he was never supposed to want. She should've stayed away. He should've known better. But when love is born in the shadows, it doesn't die quietly. This isn't a fairytale. It's reality, with scars.