My neighbour I used to hate

Claire believes in plans. In fresh starts. In a life full of possibilities.
Mirco believes in nothing-except that you can't rely on anyone.
He's the kind of guy people warn you about: closed off, untouchable, with a life he keeps hidden in the shadows.
And yet, he's exactly the one Claire can't seem to let go of.
Between them, something begins to grow-something neither of them planned. Too intense. Too real. Too dangerous to ignore.
But while Claire wants to explore the world, Mirco is still fighting his own.
And when she leaves, she takes more than just memories with her.
She takes him.
And this time, he's ready to risk everything to get her back.

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**Scene excerpt:**
"You're such an asshole," she gasped, brushing wet strands of hair out of her face.
I just grinned.
"Correct."
My gaze drifted over her before I could stop it-her shirt was almost transparent now, the water leaving nothing to the imagination.
"And you're screwed," I added quietly.
She looked down at herself, then back at me.
"I swear you do this on purpose!"
I raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I think you do."
For a moment, everything between us went still.
Just the soft sound of water moving.
Just the way we were looking at each other.
"What do you want, Mirco?" she asked eventually.
I held her gaze.
Direct.
Too long.
I. Want. You.
But I didn't say it.
Instead, I placed my hands on her waist and pulled her under the water.

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