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Chapter 102: Tangled Loyalties

Author: Freda
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The house had never felt so heavy with silence.

It wasn’t the comfortable quiet of routine or the easy lull of family life anymore. It was the kind of silence that pressed against Sierra’s skin, the kind that made her second guess every sound her footsteps made on the polished floorboards. She could feel her mother’s eyes on her even when she wasn’t in the room. Watching. Measuring. Waiting.

The tension had been building for days now, curling tighter around Sierra’s throat with every conversation. Her mother’s questions weren’t direct, no accusation yet, no screaming confrontation but they carried weight.

“Where were you this afternoon?”

“Damien mentioned you were out who were you with?”

“You look tired, Sierra. Are you keeping something from me?”

Each one was disguised as concern, but Sierra heard what lingered beneath: suspicion.

She sat at the dining table one evening, twisting her fork in her untouched food while her mother smiled across from her, too sharp, too still. Damien sat
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  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 102: Tangled Loyalties

    The house had never felt so heavy with silence.It wasn’t the comfortable quiet of routine or the easy lull of family life anymore. It was the kind of silence that pressed against Sierra’s skin, the kind that made her second guess every sound her footsteps made on the polished floorboards. She could feel her mother’s eyes on her even when she wasn’t in the room. Watching. Measuring. Waiting.The tension had been building for days now, curling tighter around Sierra’s throat with every conversation. Her mother’s questions weren’t direct, no accusation yet, no screaming confrontation but they carried weight.“Where were you this afternoon?”“Damien mentioned you were out who were you with?”“You look tired, Sierra. Are you keeping something from me?”Each one was disguised as concern, but Sierra heard what lingered beneath: suspicion.She sat at the dining table one evening, twisting her fork in her untouched food while her mother smiled across from her, too sharp, too still. Damien sat

  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 101: Echoes Of Suspicion

    SuspicionThe silence in the house was louder than any scream.Sierra sat at the dining table, her untouched cup of tea cooling in her hand. Her mother flipped through a magazine, too intently, the corners of her mouth tight. Damien, as always, was the picture of calm. He sipped his coffee, his gaze hidden behind the paper, every muscle composed, every breath measured.But Sierra felt the shift in the air, the tension coiling tighter with each passing moment. Her mother had grown quieter these past days, her eyes lingering on Sierra and Damien in ways that made her skin prickle. There was no accusation yet, no words spoken, but suspicion was there, thick and suffocating.The mask hadn’t fallen yet. But it was cracking, and the echoes of suspicion rang in every silence, in every too-long glance.Her mother looked up suddenly. “Damien,” she said, her tone light but edged. “Could you check the car later? It’s making that sound again.”Damien folded the paper neatly. “Of course.”Her moth

  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 100: The Crumbling Mask

    The mask had always been fragile. Sierra knew that now, staring at herself in the mirror as the pale morning light filtered into her room. Her reflection was a stranger. Flushed lips, bruised wrists, eyes ringed with exhaustion and guilt. No amount of makeup or practiced smiles could hide the truth she carried inside.The crumbling mask was slipping, and soon, someone would see.Downstairs, the house stirred with life. Her mother hummed faintly in the kitchen, the scent of coffee drifting up the staircase. Damien’s voice rumbled low, calm and steady, playing the part of the devoted husband. Sierra’s stomach twisted.She pressed a hand to her chest, as if she could keep her heart from breaking out of her ribs. It shouldn’t feel like this desire and dread intertwined so tightly that she could no longer tell them apart.But when she closed her eyes, it was Damien’s face she saw. Damien’s voice whispering her name in the dark. Damien’s hands that had held her so tightly she thought she mi

  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 99: Beneath The Ruin

    The walls of the Steele estate seemed to listen. Sierra had felt it before the uncanny sense that every word spoken here, every glance stolen in shadow, etched itself into the plaster and wood. Tonight, that sensation grew unbearable. The house itself felt alive with suspicion, as though its very beams and panels were straining under the weight of their secret.Damien’s voice broke through the silence, low, sharp, urgent. “We can’t keep going like this, Sierra. Not like this. One misstep, one loose word, and everything we’ve built will come down on us.”She turned to him, her body taut with defiance even as her heart hammered with fear. “Then stop looking at me that way. Stop touching me. Stop pulling me back every time I try to breathe.”He flinched, as if her words had cut deeper than any blade. But even in that moment, his eyes betrayed him. Hungry. Possessive. The eyes of a man who couldn’t let go, who wouldn’t let go.The silence stretched. Somewhere down the hall, her mother’s l

  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 98: Lies That Bind

    The night was too still. The Steele estate, normally alive with the hum of activity even after dusk, lay draped in silence so heavy it pressed against the windows. Sierra sat on the edge of her bed, her hands clenched tightly in her lap, the weight of her choices crushing her chest like stone.She heard Vanessa’s soft, measured, and deliberate footsteps down the hall. They had become the soundtrack of her nights: the restless pacing of a woman who suspected more than she dared say aloud.Damien had gone to his study hours ago, telling Sierra to “rest.” But rest was impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Vanessa’s knowing gaze, the curve of her smile when she hinted at truths Sierra desperately tried to bury.It was only a matter of time before Vanessa acted.The following morning, Vanessa announced at breakfast that she would be “visiting an old friend” in town. Her tone was casual, almost airy, but Sierra caught the flicker of calculation in her eyes.Damien didn’t look

  • Don't Stop, Daddy   Chapter 97: Threads Of Deception

    The morning light in the Steele estate should have been soft, golden, reassuring. Instead, it spilled through the tall windows like an interrogation lamp. Every corner of the house felt sharper, every step across the marble floors an echo too loud. Sierra sat at the dining table with a piece of toast untouched before her, her coffee gone cold.Across from her, Vanessa scrolled idly through her phone, but Sierra could feel her eyes lift, again and again, in quiet assessment. It was no longer the casual glance of a wife or mother. It was scrutiny subtle, deliberate, growing sharper each day.“You’re pale,” Vanessa said suddenly.Sierra’s hand tightened around her mug. “Didn’t sleep well.”“The storm?” Vanessa’s voice was light, but Sierra heard the weight beneath it.“Yes,” Sierra said too quickly. “The storm.”Vanessa hummed, setting her phone aside. “Funny. Damien didn’t hear it either. He slept like a rock.”Sierra’s stomach dropped. She lowered her gaze to the untouched toast, forci

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