I thought I was safe behind paper and ink… until I became my pen pal’s obsession—and his only way out.

It started with a letter. A curiosity. A reckless decision to write to a man locked away in Ashwood Prison.
Lorenzo Ricci, the son of the Italian Mafia boss, was supposed to be just words on a page. A prisoner with a past as dark as the ink he spilled. But letter by letter, he slipped beneath my skin. His confessions were raw. His promises, sinful. His obsession with me? All-consuming.
I should have stopped writing. I should have ...

I thought I was safe behind paper and ink… until I became my pen pal’s obsession—and his only way out.

It started with a letter. A curiosity. A reckless decision to write to a man locked away in Ashwood Prison.
Lorenzo Ricci, the son of the Italian Mafia boss, was supposed to be just words on a page. A prisoner with a past as dark as the ink he spilled. But letter by letter, he slipped beneath my skin. His confessions were raw. His promises, sinful. His obsession with me? All-consuming.
I should have stopped writing. I should have ignored the way he made me feel. Instead, I kept writing. And when fate led me to stand before him—not as his pen pal, but as his lawyer—I knew I was in too deep.
I told myself I could handle it. That I could balance the case, the temptation, the unrelenting hunger in his eyes. But when the walls of Ashwood closed in, when the nightmare I never saw coming trapped me in its grasp…
Enzo was there. Watching. Waiting.

Because monsters don’t just lurk in prison cells. Sometimes, they write you letters. And sometimes… they come for what’s theirs.