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Lesson in control
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2026-04-19 21:39:06
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In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Cracks beneath Control
Christian’s eyes darkened the moment he spotted the familiar figure walking into the restaurant. His grip tightened slightly on the fork in his hand, and for the first time since they sat down, his calm composure slipped just a little.“Oh no… why’s he here?” he muttered under his breath.Daniella noticed the change immediately. She followed his line of sight and spotted a tall, well-built man dressed in a charcoal suit, his presence loud even without him saying a word. There was confidence in his stride, the kind that came from money and influence, but his face carried something else, mischief.“Who’s that?” Daniella asked quietly.Christian exhaled slowly, already preparing himself. “A problem.”That was all he said, but it was enough.Before Daniella could ask another question, the man’s eyes landed on them and then a wide grin spread across his face.“Well, well… if it isn’t Christian Harper.”Christian leaned back slightly, his expression instantly returning to its usual unreadab
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Lesson in Public
Daniella’s voice came out sharp with confusion. “What do you mean we’re going out?”Christian had already turned halfway toward the stairs when he paused briefly, glancing back at her with a look that clearly said he didn’t have the patience to explain himself twice.“Exactly what I said,” he replied. “Go upstairs, change, and come down in ten minutes.”Daniella frowned deeply. “Change into what? You didn’t even tell me where we’re going.”Christian exhaled slowly, clearly irritated. “Stop asking questions and just do what I said.”She stared at him for a second, completely unimpressed. “You’re so bossy.”“And you talk too much,” he shot back immediately.Daniella rolled her eyes dramatically before turning and heading upstairs. “Whatever,” she muttered under her breath as she disappeared into her room.Ten minutes later, she came back downstairs dressed in her usual oversized trousers and a loose polo shirt, her hair tied back carelessly like she had
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Lesson in control
The ride back home was quiet, it wasn’t because they had nothing to say but the day's activity kept replying on their head. Daniella as usual placed her head outside the window, the win hitting her face as the car drove in full speed, she opened her mouth playing with the wind as the move, Christian on his own end kept his hands busy with his phone as she consistently kept stealing glances at Daniella when she wasn’t looking. her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the shopping bag that held the dress. Her reflection stared back at her through the glass, and for a moment, she didn’t recognize herself. Not because of how she looked, but because of how she felt.Something was changing.And she didn’t like it.“Focus,” she whispered inwardly. “You’re not here to feel anything.”She shifted slightly, glancing at Christian from the corner of her eye. He looked calm as always, his posture relaxed, his expression unreadable, but she wasn’t fooled. There was something different about him to
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer A Glimpse of something More
Christian didn’t wait for her response before turning away. “Just get ready,” he said flatly, already heading out of the room like staying any longer would make things more uncomfortable than they already were.Daniella stood there watching him, something about Christian was softer, and for the first time ever he looked adorable. “Daniella do not forget why you’re here he’s a monster and destroying him is the only thing that matters” she whispered to herself. But then something about him felt different, it felt like she was beginning to see him in another way and the thought of it creeped the living hell out of her, she turned around staring at her reflection through the mirror in his room, her throat went dry as a part of her searched deeply for reasons to back up the way she was beginning to see him. Getting closer to him meant getting answers, and getting answers meant getting revenge. If going to a party with him was the next step, then she would play along. Simple.
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Dangerous Agreement
Christian stood in the middle of his room, his chest rising and falling slowly as he stared blankly at nothing. The blood dripping off his hands to the floor reflected the chaos inside him, his hand still bleeding slightly from the force he had used earlier.“Daniella?” He whispered slowly, his mind drifting to different scenarios and moments in the house they’ve had together. The name sat heavily in his chest.He scoffed immediately, dragging his fingers through his hair as he turned away from the mess.“No… that’s not happening.”He took a few steps, pacing the room like a man trying to escape his own thoughts.“Out of every woman… her?” he muttered.His pride grew even harder, the thought of her crazy behavior and the fact that he did something upsetting to her a few hours ago drew him out of that line. His jaw tightened as his mind still kept pushing her back to his thoughts. “No!” He gashed his teeth. “She’s stubborn, annoying, disrespectful and somehow different …” he stopp
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer Unwanted option
The drive back home was quiet.Too quiet.Christian sat at the back of the car, his elbow resting against the window while his fingers tapped slowly against his thigh. His face was calm, but his mind… his mind was anything but.The words keep replaying in his head, why on earth was Mr. Thompson doing this? What exactly is he gaining out of this situation, what’s use is his business life with his personal life. He hissed in annoyance slamming his hands hard on the car door. “Sir are you okay?” David's voice echoed in his head. “Can you just shut up and focus on driving?” he screamed at him harshly. “I’m sorry sir” David went completely mute. He exhaled sharply, dragging his fingers through his hair in frustration. Nothing about it made sense to him. Why would a business deal depend on something so… irrelevant?He clenched his jaw.“This is bullshit.”David, who sat in the front seat, remained silent. He could feel the tension radiating from
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