LOGINI was hired to care for a sick child. I never saw his face. Never heard his voice. Until I stepped into the house of nightmares. Ezra Kade thought the job was simple, to take care of a bedridden heir hidden away in a mansion dripping with wealth and secrets. But the moment he crosses the threshold, he realizes he’s been fed a lie. The child isn’t a child. He’s a man. A man who watches him from the shadows. A man with a past written in blood. Kieran Valen survived the unthinkable—an accident meant to erase him from existence. For two years, he’s played the part of the broken, helpless heir, a puppet in his siblings’ twisted game. But Kieran isn’t weak. He isn’t helpless. And Ezra? Ezra just walked straight into the web, into his hands. In a house ruled by deception, where the walls whisper secrets and the floors are stained with the past, Ezra must decide… run, or let himself be caught. Because Kieran doesn’t just want a caretaker. He wants devotion. Obedience. Worship. And he’ll break Ezra apart to get it.
View MoreEZRAThree days had passed since that morning in my room and the cold shower I sent him to.I still felt embarrassed every time the memory came back. I had done nothing wrong. I knew that. But the image kept returning anyway. Kieran standing there hard and wet at the tip. The way my eyes had dropped to it before I could stop them. The groan that had come out of me when I realized what the fuck I was doing. I would groan out loud sometimes when I remembered it and then shake my head hard. What had he been dreaming about? I wondered that more than once. Then I would push the thought away fast. I did not want to think about it. He was supposed to be like a child. That was what everyone told me. That was what the job was. So I told myself it was nothing. Just another weird moment in this weird house.Tonight we had just finished dinner.Kieran had taken his meds like he always did but I could see the way he fought with himself before he swallowed them. His face scrunched up and his hand
KIERAN“I…was dreaming.”The words came out soft and cracked. Like they belonged to someone else.My eyes blinked open slowly and the room spun a little. I looked around to see gray light from the window, rain still tapping softly outside. Where was I? I wasn’t in my bed or my room. The sheets tangled around my legs felt different and foreign.Ezra stood there, staring down at me. His face twisted in anger and disbelief. He was shaking. Shirtless with his skin pale in the morning light. Shorts hanging low on his hips low enough that I could see the V of his muscles dipping down. The trail of dark hair leading lower. His hands balled into fists at his sides. Chest rising and falling fast. Like he was fighting something.God, he looked good like this. Scared. Exposed. Mine.But how did I get here?The thought hit like fog rolling in so thick and confusing. I remembered thunder, I remembered waking up with a gasp, remembered flinching. Running to his room because the noise hurt my ears.
EZRAThree days slipped by without another word about that morning.No more awkward silences in the bathroom. No more flushed cheeks or hidden sheets. Kieran simply went back to the way he had been before — playing with his blocks until they toppled, pushing the little cars along the carpet with soft vroom sounds under his breath, tugging at my sleeve when he was hungry or when the meds tasted bitter. Hell, he crawled into my lap one time, resting his head against my chest like it was nothing. I let him stay there. I told myself it was part of the job. Comfort. Routine. Normal.And everytime he did something that freaked me out, I thought of the money. So I kept going. I smiled when he reached for me. I wiped his mouth when food smeared across his chin. I reminded myself every night that I was almost a few weeks closer to being done.Tonight the rain came down hard.It started in the late afternoon and never let up. Heavy drops beat against the windows, loudly, the kind of sound that
EZRAThe knock on Kieran's door came out softer than I meant it to. It was barely a tap. The hallway was still dark, that gray half-light before dawn that makes everything feel heavier. There was no answer, of course. He never answered.I pushed the door open anyway, slowly, like I was walking into a room that might bite.Inside it was the same mess of shadows and scattered toys. Kieran was already sitting up in bed, sheets pulled tight around his waist, back pressed hard against the headboard. His hair stuck out in every direction, blond strands catching the faint light from the window. He looked... normal. Too normal for a second that it had me blinking hard. He looked like a guy who'd woken up too early. Then his eyes flicked to me with that vacant and wide look and he yanked the sheet higher, clutching it like it was the only thing keeping him safe.“Morning,” I said, keeping my voice light and casual. Like this was routine. “Time to get up. Breakfast in a bit, but first... uh, l
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