The Strength of Dark Love! I Book

Tropes:🖤 Lots of banter 😂🖤 Both FMC and MMC have a broken background🖤 Enemies to lovers🖤 Obsessive Possessive MMC/FMC🖤 Touch her and ☠️🖤 Strong, powerful FMC🖤 My take on “I would rather die than not be with her”🖤 Sizzling tension🖤 Stalking🖤 Flirtatious fireworks🖤 No cheating🖤 Definite HEABlurb:Sofia:What they did to me? What they took from me? It’s beyond words.I hate men. All of them!Except for my dad and Uncle Buddy. But the rest? They’re all the same.I promised myself at five years old, no man would ever hurt me again. Every one of them with a dick is a threat, and I’ll destroy anyone who tries to hurt me. I won’t be a victim again. No man will ever have power over me again.What happened to me can never be erased. That’s why I can’t let anyone in. I won’t!I wish I could be attracted to women. It would make things so much easier. But then he walked in, this cocky, sunburnt Australian fool and everything I thought I’d buried came crashing back to the surface.The first time I saw him? It was like someone knocked the wind out of me. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. In that moment, every defence I’d built around myself shattered, and I hated him for it.How am I supposed to keep my distance when every day he’s right there, breaking down my walls with that stupid grin, making me want what I swore I’d never let myself have?Hunter:God, I love her! I’ve loved her in secret like a fool for two years.How the mighty have fallen. Look at the big, scary SASR man trembling with desire over a little woman who doesn’t even spare him a glance.Sometimes, I swear I can feel it, maybe she loves me too. Maybe I’m delusional. Maybe I’ve finally lost my mind. But damn it, I love her with everything I am.When I joined Elijah’s team, I didn’t expect much. I just wanted to lay low for a while, to escape the mess I’d made of my life. The world is full of fucked-up people, and I’ve seen the worst of them. My reality was falling apart.Then I walked into the Security room, and there she was a goddess, staring me down like I was something stuck to the bottom of her shoe. Her eyes, sharp as knives, cut right through me. She barely said two words, but the second she took my hand, I felt it. Her hand trembled, and in that moment, I knew. She felt it, too. She was as affected by me as I was by her.I want her so much! I need her! I crave her! But there’s something between us, something like an invisible wall of concrete. Every time I think I’m breaking through, she shoves me right back on my back tenfold.