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The Question he shouldn’t have asked

Author: Cynthia James
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 21:17:18

Christian had dealt with armed criminals, dangerous missions, and situations that could have gotten him killed more times than he could count, yet somehow standing inside his bathroom with a drunk Daniella felt like one of the most difficult situations he had ever faced.

She sat lazily on the edge of the bathtub, staring at absolutely nothing while a sleepy smile danced across her face. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the alcohol, and every few seconds she would blink slowly as though she
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  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    Photo

    Daniella couldn’t take her eyes off the photograph.The man standing beside her father and Thomas Harper looked painfully familiar, but she couldn’t immediately place him. He wasn’t a stranger. That was what frightened her most. Somewhere in the years she had spent searching for answers, she had seen his face before.Christian took the photograph from her and studied it carefully.“Who is he?”Evelyn remained silent.“Evelyn,” Christian said firmly. “You said he was the person your father trusted most. I need his name.”Evelyn finally looked at him.“Richard Hale.”Daniella’s stomach dropped.“No.”Christian’s expression changed.“Richard?”Evelyn nodded.“The same Richard Hale who carried you out of your father’s house the night Derrick died.”Daniella stared at the photograph.The man who had always claimed he was trying to protect her.The man who had admitted making a deal with her uncle.The man who had disappeared when they needed answers most.Richard had been there long before

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    The grave yard secret

    The cemetery was almost empty when they arrived. The sun had already disappeared behind the horizon, leaving the sky dark enough for the cemetery lights to cast long shadows across the rows of graves. Daniella stood beside the car without moving, staring at the path ahead.She had avoided this place for eighteen years.Not because she had forgotten her father.Because she remembered him too well.Christian stood beside her, close enough that their shoulders almost touched. He didn’t try to force her forward. He simply waited.“You don’t have to do this alone,” he said.Daniella looked at him.“I’ve done everything alone.”“I know.”Something in those two words made her chest tighten.She looked away and started walking.Marcus remained near the car while Christian followed her. Evelyn walked several steps behind them, her face tense.Daniella eventually stopped in front of a large stone.DERRICK CRUZ.Her father’s name stared back at her.For several seconds, she couldn’t breathe.She

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    The woman at the gate

    The black vehicle stopped several feet from them, its engine still running. For a moment, nobody moved. Daniella stood beside Christian, her eyes fixed on the passenger door as the silence around the old training house grew heavier.Then the door opened.A woman stepped out.Daniella’s breath caught.“Evelyn.”Her aunt closed the door slowly. She was dressed in dark clothes, her hair pulled back, and there was a pistol firmly held in her right hand.Christian immediately moved in front of Daniella.“Stay behind me.”Daniella barely heard him. She could not take her eyes off Evelyn.Her aunt looked at Christian, then at Marcus, and finally at Daniella. There was something different in her expression. She did not look triumphant. She did not look angry.She looked terrified.“Put the gun down,” Christian ordered.Evelyn’s fingers tightened around the weapon.“If I wanted to shoot you, Christian, I would have done it before stepping out of the car.”“That doesn’t answer my question.”“No

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    THE FAMILY SECRET

    Silence filled the locked room.Daniella stared at the photograph in front of her, trying to make sense of what she had just heard.Her father.Thomas Harper.Samuel Reed.All standing together.Working together.Investigating the same enemy.For years, she had believed the Cruz family and the Harper family stood on opposite sides of a war. She had built her entire life around that belief. Every lesson her uncle taught her, every lie he fed her, every ounce of hatred she carried had been built on the idea that Christian’s family was connected to her father’s death.Now, another truth stood before her.Their fathers had been allies.Christian picked up the photograph again.“My father never spoke about this,” he said quietly.Samuel Reed sat down slowly in the old wooden chair.“That was intentional.”Daniella looked at him.“What do you mean?”Samuel sighed.“Your fathers agreed that if something happened to them, some secrets would die with them.”“Why?”“Because the wrong people alr

  • 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    Caught in the Devil’s Den

    The door knob twisted sideways, Daniella froze, for a moment she felt her entire world crumbling right in front of her, the job hadn't even started yet and now she was going to be caught holy father. How did she not hear his car coming in? And just then her instinct kicked in, her brain acting fas

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    The Night it all Ended

    The night was filled with nothing but laughter, peace and joy music blasting every angel of the compound left right and center, people chatting happily and freely walking around with drinks in their hands. Ladies wore bun shorts patrolling the environment looking for men to absorb their millions.

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    A Familiar Face

    Daniella 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 s

  • In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer    The Vistors

    The knock came at the door, just as Derrick had finally put Daniella to sleep, his heart froze for a moment, but he forced himself to relax. But then again his mind started to play the what if game, I mean it was past midnight who would be visiting this late. He swallowed as he heard the loud ba

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