Forbidden Summer Sins
The lake house had become a fortress of fragile peace. New security cameras blinked from every corner, reinforced doors gleamed with fresh locks, and Vanessa’s private team patrolled the perimeter in shifts. Yet none of it could erase the feeling that the shadows still watched. Jake stood on the porch at dusk, his walking cast propped on the railing, shoulder stiff beneath the fresh bandage. The cast made every movement awkward, but the real weight was the knowledge that Elias was alive, Lydia was still pulling strings from her cell, and the final tape…the one that could destroy everything…remained a sword hanging over their heads.