Nineteen-year-old Flora Reyes has spent her life dodging her father’s overprotective rules—until the summer she accidentally knocks on the door of her father’s billionaire best friend wearing nothing but a towel and a dangerous smile. Matthew Hale is thirty-four, tattooed, and the last man who should make her pulse race. He used to read her bedtime stories. Now he wants to ruin her in every filthy way imaginable. What begins as a prank war quickly spirals into something darker. Matt’s rules are velvet-wrapped steel: be on time, keep your eyes down, and never, ever look at another man the way you look at me. Flora’s sharp tongue and yoga-toned body become his favorite obsession. He watches her from his home-office window while she stretches at dusk, cock aching, phone forgotten. When she catches him, she slows her movements on purpose—meaner, slower, daring him to storm across the lawn and pin her to the mat. This isn’t your average age-gap romance. It’s a slow-burn descent into possession, dominance, and the kind of obsession that blurs the line between protection and ownership. Pranks turn into punishments. Jealousy turns into claiming. And the man who once babysat her is now the one who makes her beg. If you crave heroes who growl filthy promises, heroines who sass back even while they’re melting, and a love story that gets darker and hotter with every chapter, Flora & Matt will ruin you in the best way. One click and you’ll understand why some games are meant to be lost.