LOGINShare
A Familiar Face
publish date:
2026-03-27 03:08:07Daniella slowly opened her tiny eyes as she rubbed her hands across them trying to clear way for a better vision.
It was morning already but instead of meeting the usual calm comfortable home she met an unrecognized environment. The house was too calm and the aura wasn’t really good. But I mean she’s just a child what does she know
She dragged her legs down the queen size mattress she slept on every day as her tiny feet met the cold color.
“Papa?” She called out softly as she walked out of the room using her eyes to scan the long corridor they led to the living room.
Everything felt different, usually her father would walk into the room to wake her up but this time she couldn’t even find him.
“Papa?” She called out again as she approached the living room. She found him sitting quietly, his head lowered down and his elbow resting upon his laps for support.
“Papa” she called out again this time almost like a whisper
Derrick looked up his eyes catching a glimpse of his little human standing in front of him putting on just painties he smiled staring at her
“Ohh pumpkin you’re awake” he forced himself to speak as he scoped her off the ground.
Daniella noticed, yes she was just a child but she wasn’t dumb she opened her mouth to speak when
“Derrick!”
A familiar voice from outside called their attention instantly.
Daniella's face lit up and she recognized that voice clearly.
She playfully poked her dad on the legs so he released her back to the ground.
“Uncle” she screamed as she ran outside straight into his arms embracing the young man in his late 20s.
“There you are my little star” uncle Gideon screamed as he carried Daniella from the ground.
The young man who walked in didn’t carry any energy from the previous night, he looked calm, energetic and for some reason so excited to see his niece.
Uncle Gideon was Derrick's younger brother who lives in the extreme end of the city, he has been the sweetest family member they had, especially when Emily Daniella’s mother was alive. She was always spoiling him with lots of food, taking care of him and making sure he was always welcomed whenever he came to the house.
Sometimes he would stay days in their house so relaxed and not even getting bothered to go home, uncle Gideon was a martial art trainer, he never settled down or got a wife let alone starting his own family he was just a man who enjoyed his own company and peace.
And when Daniella was born he grew so fond of her that they were inseparable. Most nights when Daniella was much younger she’d start crying and even when everyone in the house would do everything to stop her if uncle Gideon had not carried her she wouldn't stop, that’s how close their relationship was.
“What’s going on?” Gideon asked his older brother as he could see the cold look in his eyes.
“What are you doing here?” Derrick asked so coldly
“Can’t I come to see my family again?” Gideon queried mocking him
“What’s going on in your mind?” He asked again getting all curious
Derrick looked at him trying to hesitate but the words slipped out of his mouth.
“Some men came here last night” his voice broke
Gideon looked at him not really shocked or super but more interested
“What kind of men?” He asked this time dropping Daniella off to listen properly
“They say they want a child!”
“They say their employer needed a heart”
For a moment neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other shocked trying to process the whole thing.
Gideon threw his eyes at Daniella and then back at Derrick
“And what did you tell them?” He asked, trying to properly place the information.
“I told them to leave!”
“And they left?” He threw again
“Listen don’t you think this is some kind of joke, I mean it doesn’t even make sense” He scoffed still trying to understand the whole situation properly
“Are you sure?” He tried to drag the issue further but Derrick cut him short
“These people are real, no one would randomly walk to my door and say stuff in the middle of the night” he defended trying to maintain a calm tone so Daniella won’t notice something is wrong.
The young man stared confused without finding the right words to solve the situation, he looked lost.
“Ok listen, you need to calm down, you’re acting like the world is already over. I think you need to clear your head” Gideon smiled.
“Clear my head,How?”
“There’s a gathering tonight, you need to step out clear your head man since you lost your wife it feels like we’ve lost you too, Emily would not be happy seeing you this way” he explained further.
“Uhm… I can’t go anywhere tonight, what if something happens?” He asked, his face growing with anxiety.
“Come on man, you’re not a kid anymore” Gideon burst into laughter.
“Ok fine, and Daniella? Where would she stay? I can't stay away from her and I can’t take her to a gathering where men drink and smoke” he dragged on the argument hoping his brother would drop it.
But obviously Derrick knew his brother he’d never drop an argument. He has a way of winning everything and that one trait of his is something he admired, but in this situation he was silently praying he doesn’t use that in him tonight.
“She will be fine bro, we could leave her in the car or drop her off someone safe come on” he persuaded him more.
“Come on don’t you trust me” he pulled him harder
Of course he trusted him, this was his brother, the only person who believed in him while growing up, the only person who supported him when he wanted to get married to Emily, the only one who grew so fond of Daniella.
“Fine let’s go” he nodded slowly looking as his brother screamed
“Yes!” Jumping all over the place.
Derrick couldn’t help but laugh at his reactions.
Latest chapter
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The man who watched
Daniella stood completely still.For twenty years, Samuel Reed had existed only as a name buried in old photographs and fragments of conversations. She had never expected to see the man himself, let alone have him appear at the very place where she had spent her childhood being trained by the man who murdered her father.Christian moved toward the window.“Stay here.”Daniella shook her head.“No.”He looked at her.“If that’s Samuel Reed, I’m going with you.”Christian studied her for a moment before nodding.Marcus moved ahead of them, weapon ready, while the others secured the room. Daniella followed Christian out of the training house and into the cold night air.The man standing beside the vehicle did not move.He was older than he had been in the photograph, his hair almost completely gray, his face marked by years of exhaustion. He wore a dark coat and held both hands where they could be seen.When his eyes landed on Daniella, something changed in his expression.He looked at h
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The locked room
The old training house stood in complete darkness when Daniella arrived.She remained inside the car for several seconds, staring through the windshield at the building that had once been the center of her entire childhood. Every wall held a memory she wished she could forget. Every room reminded her of the person she had been forced to become.Christian stepped out beside her and closed the car door.“You don’t have to go in if you’re not ready.”Daniella looked at him.“I’ve been ready for this since the day I found out my uncle lied to me.”Christian nodded.“Then we do it together.”Marcus and his men spread out around the property while Christian and Daniella entered through the same door they had used before.The training house was silent.Daniella switched on her flashlight and slowly walked through the corridor.She remembered being seven years old, standing in this same hallway while her uncle shouted at her because she had refused to continue training. She remembered the bru
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The witness from the past
The lights went out.Daniella froze.For a few seconds, the abandoned hospital disappeared into complete darkness. She could hear Evelyn breathing beside her, Christian shifting his position in front of them, and somewhere in the distance, the faint sound of footsteps moving through the corridor.“Don’t move,” Christian whispered.Daniella tightened her grip on the photograph.Someone was still inside the hospital.Someone who knew they were there.Someone who knew about the letter.A metallic click came from the hallway.Christian raised his weapon.“Show yourself.”No answer.Then a shadow moved across the doorway.Christian fired.The muzzle flash briefly illuminated the corridor, but whoever had been there was already gone.“Christian,” Daniella whispered.“I’m here.”She reached for his hand and found it.Evelyn was still crouched beside the wall, pressing her injured shoulder.Daniella looked down at the photograph.The man standing behind her father and uncle was still there, f
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The letter he left behind
The gunshot shattered the room.Christian reacted instantly, throwing himself over Daniella as another bullet tore through the wall behind them. Glass from the broken window scattered across the floor, and Evelyn cried out as she fell against the old cabinet.“Stay down!” Christian shouted.Daniella’s heart hammered against her ribs. She pressed herself against the floor, barely breathing as another shot echoed somewhere outside.Then she heard Marcus shouting from the corridor.“Move! They’re on the east side!”Gunfire answered him.Christian lifted his head slightly, listening.“Marcus has them distracted.”Daniella looked across the room.Evelyn was lying on the floor, one hand pressed against her shoulder. Blood seeped between her fingers.“Aunt Evelyn.”Daniella started toward her.Christian caught her wrist.“Wait.”“She’s bleeding.”“I know. But we don’t know if there’s another shooter inside.”Daniella looked toward the doorway.Nothing moved.She pulled her wrist free.“We ca
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The hospital
Daniella stared at the message on her phone for several seconds without moving.The location Evelyn had sent was one she knew too well.The old hospital.Her fingers tightened around the phone as memories she had spent years trying to bury began forcing their way back into her mind. White walls. Harsh lights. The smell of blood and disinfectant. Her father’s voice. Her uncle’s arms around her small body. And the sound of a gunshot that had divided her childhood into a before and an after.Evelyn had asked her to come there.After everything Daniella had discovered, she knew better than to believe it was a simple meeting.Christian sat beside her in the car, watching her carefully. He reached for the phone and read the message.“You’re not going alone,” he said.Daniella looked at him. “I wasn’t planning to.”“You were thinking about it.”She sighed. “Maybe.”Christian handed the phone back.“Daniella.”“I know.”“No, you don’t.” His voice was calm, but there was something wounded bene
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The sister he didn’t trust
Daniella stared at the name on the letter until the words blurred before her eyes. Evelyn Cruz. Her aunt. Her father’s sister. The woman who had appeared after all these years claiming she had tried to protect Daniella and had witnessed the aftermath of Derrick’s murder. The woman who had given them information about her uncle and helped them understand pieces of the past. Now her father’s own handwriting was telling her not to trust her.Christian took the letter from Daniella and read the final sentence again. His expression became unreadable. “We don’t accuse her yet.”Daniella looked at him. “You think my father was wrong?”“No. I think we need to understand why he wrote this before we decide what Evelyn actually did.”“She knew about my uncle. She knew about the man he called Victor. She knew about the night my father died. She knew I was being trained. How much more do we need?”“Proof,” Christian answered quietly.Daniella looked away. He was right. She had spent too many years
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Smoke under Silence
“Boss, are you okay?”David's voice sounded distant, more like it was coming from under water. Christian didn’t answer immediately. His fingers tightened around the glass, his jaw clenched as he stared into thin air unfocused. He wasn’t ok, he couldn’t take it anymore, his
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Humiliation and Heat
The hot liquid hit her skin before her brain could process what was happening. “Aharhhhh!” Daniella staggered back instantly, the tray slipping slightly from her grip as the coffee soaked into her cloth. She glared at him hard, tears building up in her eye lids, a smirk escaping her lips, of
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer A House full of Rules
Daniella's eyes jerked open as tears rolled down from them, she slowly wiped the tears away trying to clear her vision still figuring out where she was, her brain relaxed and flicked back, of course this was her first night in this house. She yawned uncontrollably as she stretched her way out of
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The Selection
“Stand straight. If you slouch again you’d walk out of that door and never return.” The girl behind Daniella adjusted herself immediately.“I’m sorry,” she whispered, turning her face around to make sure she didn’t embarrass herself in front of the other girls. “Sorry? Really?” another voice scof
You May Also Like
Pregnant Too Young — Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock
Veliciah439.2K viewsSpin the Bottle
Ebby Greene120.1K viewsThe Bad Boy's Problem
Angela Lynn Carver168.8K viewsTo Tempt My Stepbrother
maramartha356.7K viewsA Tutor For My Bully
Sugar Writes 638 viewsYoung again: first love seventeen years late
.Chithority272 viewsIn the Bad Boy’s Possession
Cord3lia1.2K viewsMy Brother's Hockey Teammate
Rooms426 views
