LOGINKendrick Harrold was supposed to be dead. At least, that’s what the world believes. For two years, he’s lived like a ghost—broken, hidden, and forgotten after the accident that stole his freedom. But when a stranger with storm-grey eyes slips past his fortress walls, everything he’s buried begins to stir. Rose shouldn’t be here. Yet she is. Rose doesn’t have the luxury of distractions. With her sister’s life on the line and a debt that could crush them both, she’s bound to a future she never wanted—a loveless marriage and a cage of her own. The last thing she needs is Kendrick Harrold. But from the moment their paths collide, she can’t stay away. He’s searching for answers. She’s desperate to escape. Neither of them expected the fire that sparks between them. But secrets have a way of clawing their way to the surface. And one act of compassion could ignite a bond neither of them can control—one that’s as dangerous as it is undeniable. In the shadows of a grand estate, behind the silence of locked doors, a voice calls her name. A presence lingers between the shelves of the vast library. She should run. She should forget she ever saw him. But Kendrick has other plans. Because she found him. And now… he might never let her go.
View More"I had to dash down immediately I heard. Thank you again.""It's the least I can do, Mr Harrold.""Call me Liam, please.""Erm...""I insist.""...Alright. Liam."Last night, when Jeffrey barged into our quarters asking for me, I already suspected it was about Kendrick. He claimed it was "Mr Liam," but the urgency in his voice gave him away.When I arrived, Kendrick was in the middle of another episode—worse than before. No one knew what triggered it.Thankfully, the room was stocked. The wardrobe alone looked like a mini hospital. His doctor was away for her sister's inauguration, so they had no choice but to call me."He's sleeping," Jeffrey says quietly, stepping aside."Dr Madison said he was improving," he murmurs. "Something must've set him off.""Mother can't find out about this."Jeffrey tenses. "Sir...""You do realise Keisha—""It's Rose.""Right. Rose," Liam corrects without missing a beat."She's involved.""We didn't have a choice. Someone outside the family knows. She ne
A tall man in a pressed shirt steps over, clearing his throat softly but standing firm. It's the manager. I've seen him here before—always poised, always watching from a distance. Tonight, he's up close, and his smile is tight."Sir," he begins, voice calm but with a thread of steel, "you know we close by ten. But because of the respect I have for your family, we decided to extend it to twelve."He glances at his watch. "It's two."I open my mouth, but he gently cuts in."We really need to close now. Lora over there's been waiting to shut down the systems since midnight."I follow his gaze to the woman by the bar, arms crossed, apron loosened, eyes drooping."Look," I say, pulling out my wallet, "I'll pay extra. Whatever the cost—add it."He gives a slow nod, almost sympathetic. "And we appreciate that. But it's not about the money tonight. It's time."I exhale, pressing the bills into his hand anyway. "Thanks," I murmur.He nods once and steps back.I turn to Elsa, still draped in he
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at Keisha as I fold the clean clothes into the wardrobe.She shrugs, arms loosely crossed over her chest, her eyes soft with thought. "Just thinking.""Is everything okay?" I pause, watching her more closely.She nods slowly. "Yeah. Just... thinking about how far we've come. I miss Mama Dee and Papa."A lump forms in my throat. "Me too," I whisper. "I wish they were here to see me now—becoming the doctor I always dreamed of.""They'd be so proud of you," she says, smiling faintly."And of you, Keisha. You took me in, cared for me like both a mother and father. I'll never forget that."She waves her hand dismissively. "Pfft. More like a burden.""Keisha, don't say that!" I drop the towel and take her hand. "You've never been a burden to me. You gave up so much, put me through the rest of high school. That's more than enough."She tries to hide the way her eyes well up, turning slightly. "Our parent's savings did most of i
Yesterday with Rose was... something else. I didn't want the moment to end. She looked tired—you could see it in her eyes—but she still showed up. For me. That meant more than I could explain. I know it wouldn't have happened without Liam's help, which is why I ask Jeffery to get everyone out of the house today and shut off the cameras. I just want to hang out with Liam, like old times. Golf was our thing. A Harrold tradition.As I'm wheeling back from the bathroom, I hear voices near the patio."Is it just me, or is Kendrick different?" Liam whispers."I've noticed it too," Jeffery replies. "Maybe it's how fast he's healing. Being locked away that long... it does something to you. That's one of the reasons I agreed to this.""Thanks, Jeffery. I know this puts your job at risk, but I promise—I'll protect you."Jeffery gives a small nod. "Thanks."Liam lowers his voice. "Do you think he's got all his memory back? Mum never tells me anything. Has he even mentioned the accident? There's
Kendrick's so-called surprise has been gnawing at the back of my mind all day, like a song stuck on loop. Locked up, yet still plotting something? That has to take serious effort. Has he ditched the wheels? Gotten all his memory back? Whatever it is, it's been itching under my skin, refusing to let me rest.I haven't been to Keisha's place in two weeks. Not since the back-to-back 24-hour shifts and exam marathons started. Kendrick's been asking me to stop by, and each time I said "soon," the guilt dug a little deeper. That's probably why, instead of sinking into my sheets for the week off I've been dreaming of, I'm halfway across town, headed to his place.The chats lately have been different. Softer. Realer. Like I'm being let into a part of Kendrick no one else sees, the version without the walls, the bite, the performance. And honestly? I like this version.In the two weeks I've been gone, Keisha's taken up baking. Something about not letting the Harrolds' absence go to waste. She
"I'm so proud of you, Kendrick.""Thanks, Dr. Madison."She smiles, packing up. "You're making real progress."I nod, feeling an odd mix of satisfaction and unease."I'll be back next week but first, I need to speak with Gregory and Mary.""Sure."She performed the surgery that saved my life. Neurosurgery is her field, but for some reason, she also handled my heart. Maybe my mother had something to do with that. She's trained across multiple specialities, so it's possible she guided Dr Madison through it. But no one ever talks about that part, and I've never questioned it out loud, but something about it never sat right with me.I understand why everyone is grateful to her, but I don't get why my mother won't stop praising her and her family—especially her daughter, Veronica. I've looked her up and she happens to be a nurse. If she played any role in my surgery, no one ever says.Then there's the way my parents whisper around her. It makes me wonder if something happened that I wasn'












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