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For four years, Lisa believed she had everything. She thought she was building a future, a life, a forever. But on a rainy night, the illusion shatters. Andrew walks out, leaving her with words that cut deeper than any physical blade: You were only just a toy to be used and discarded. Nobody else wants you, Lisa. You're broken. Fleeing her past, Lisa moves to Italy, seeking a fresh start at university. She vows to never let anyone close enough to hurt her again. Her heart is locked away, buried under layers of pain and cynicism. Then she steps into the classroom of the brilliant, captivating new professor. To the world, Elias is a thirty-year-old academic genius. He is patient, incredibly intelligent, and possesses a strange, commanding aura that doesn't quite match his books and lectures. From the moment Lisa enters his world, his protective instincts ignite, and he becomes the safe haven she never thought existed. When Andrew suddenly resurfaces to reclaim the toy he discarded, he thinks Lisa is still alone and helpless. He has no idea that she is now under the fierce protection of a man with terrifying power. A gripping story of betrayal, danger, and the fierce, unconditional love that heals a broken soul. ELIAS The first time I laid my eyes on her, my heart wanted to beat out of my chest. Her beauty is unmatched. Her grace is unparalleled. Her attitude makes me hunger for more. She's everything. She became my whole being in just a few days. I want her. I need her. I'd cherish her. I'd love her. Nobody touch her. Everyone stay away. She's mine to take care of. She's mine to make happy. And she's mine to FUCK. Don't you dare lay a hand on her. Or you'll die. She's my feather- La mia piuma. LISA Please, just go away. Don't come near me with your lies and fake smiles. Don't talk to me, don't touch me. I don't need anyone. I don't want to be broken more than I already am. Do you want to kill me? Please do. It's better than being loved. Love is an illusion.