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The Question that doesn’t rest
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2026-05-09 13:00:00Christian did not move from where he sat. The room was dim, the faint glow of a single lamp casting long shadows across his face and sharpening the hard lines of his expression. His gaze was fixed on her, steady and unreadable, taking in every detail without missing anything. Daniella stood by the door, her body trembling slightly from exhaustion, pain, and the weight of everything she had just been through. Her clothes were stained, her skin bruised, and her leg barely supported her weight,
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“Who the fuck are you?”The words slammed into the room so hard that Daniella froze instantly.Her fingers tightened around the file in her hand as she slowly turned around to face him. Christian stood at the entrance of the office, his chest rising slowly, his expression darker than she had ever seen it before. There was no calmness in his eyes this time. No quiet patience.For a brief second, nobody spoke.Daniella forced herself to swallow despite the sudden dryness in her throat. “I can explain,” she said quickly.Christian let out a low laugh, but there was absolutely no humor in it.“Can you?” he asked coldly.Daniella carefully dropped the file back onto the desk. “I know this looks bad but….”“It always looks bad with you,” he cut in sharply.The words hit harder than she expected.Christian stepped further into the office, his eyes never leaving hers. “Every single time I turn around, you’re hiding something. Lying. Sneaking around. F
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Morning came quietly, but the tension from the previous night still lingered heavily inside the mansion.Daniella stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the sleeve of her outfit slowly while her mind replayed everything that had happened. The nightmare. Christian holding her. The way she had clung to him like she was falling apart.It irritated her.Nothing about that moment made sense.She grabbed her bag sharply and forced the thoughts away. Today was work. Focus. Nothing else.By the time she stepped downstairs, breakfast was already over. A few workers moved around quietly, cleaning up plates and glasses while sunlight poured through the large windows of the mansion.Daniella reached for the door.“Daniella.”She froze immediately.Christian’s voice came from behind her, calm as always, but carrying that same authority that made people stop without thinking.Slowly, she turned around.Christian was walking toward her, already dressed
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Fresh blood dripped from it slowly, staining the mud beneath it dark red.Her entire body went cold.“No…” she whispered shakily.Then the heart twitched.Daniella screamed and stumbled backward immediately before turning around and running again. Tears filled her eyes instantly as fear consumed her completely.“Dad!” she cried out helplessly. “Dad!”But the deeper she ran, the worse things became.Everywhere she looked, she saw more hearts scattered across the forest floor. Some were fresh. Some looked torn apart. Blood covered the ground like rainwater.Then she heard his voice.“Daniella…”She stopped breathing for a second.Her father’s voice echoed through the darkness, weak and broken, like someone speaking through pain.“Daniella…”Tears streamed heavily down her face as she turned around wildly, trying to find him.“Dad!” she screamed again.And then she saw him.He was standing several feet away from her betwee
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Christian adjusted his grip around Daniella carefully as he carried her upstairs. The mansion was quiet, almost unnaturally quiet, but somehow the silence only made the tension between them louder. Daniella could hear the steady sound of his footsteps against the staircase, could feel the warmth of his chest beneath her fingers where she held onto his shirt. She hated how safe it felt.The soft scent of his cologne wrapped around her completely, clouding her senses in the worst possible way. Every step he took was calm, controlled, effortless, as though carrying her meant nothing to him. Yet the closer she was to him, the harder it became for her thoughts to stay straight.Her body ached terribly, but somehow, being in his arms made her forget part of the pain.And that terrified her.Daniella slowly lifted her eyes toward him. The dim light from the chandelier caught against his jawline, tracing the sharpness of his features perfectly. His expression remained unread
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The Question that doesn’t rest
Christian did not move from where he sat. The room was dim, the faint glow of a single lamp casting long shadows across his face and sharpening the hard lines of his expression. His gaze was fixed on her, steady and unreadable, taking in every detail without missing anything. Daniella stood by the door, her body trembling slightly from exhaustion, pain, and the weight of everything she had just been through. Her clothes were stained, her skin bruised, and her leg barely supported her weight, yet the only thing she could feel in that moment was the intensity of his stare.“Where are you coming from?” he asked again, his voice calm but firm, leaving no room for avoidance.Daniella’s throat went dry instantly. For a moment, her mind went completely blank. Every possible excuse she could think of scattered before it could even form properly. She tried to steady her breathing, tried to gather herself, but his presence made it difficult to think.“I…” she started, but the word
In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer The Wrong Place
“What exactly are you doing here?”The voice came from behind her, low and cold, and it froze Daniella where she stood. Her breath caught in her throat as her body stiffened instinctively. Slowly, she turned.A man stood behind her.Not Christian.He was taller, broader, his face partially shadowed under the dim light from the street. His eyes were sharp, scanning her in a way that immediately told her one thing this was not someone she could lie to easily.Daniella forced a nervous smile. “I… I think I got the wrong place.”The man didn’t smile back.Before she could take another step, his hand shot forward, gripping her arm tightly. The force of it made her gasp as he yanked her backward.“Wrong place?” he repeated, his tone dangerously quiet. “People don’t just walk into places like this by mistake.”“I swear, I didn’t…..”Her words were cut off as his other hand clamped over her mouth.“Don’t,” he muttered.Her eyes widened as pani
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