All Chapters of In Love with my Father’s Serial Killer : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Christian stopped directly in front of her, leaving barely any space between them. Daniella could feel her heartbeat pounding so hard that she was certain he could hear it. Neither of them spoke. The room had become painfully quiet, the kind of silence that seemed to magnify every breath, every glance, every thought they were both trying desperately to ignore.His eyes searched hers, lingering there for far longer than they should have. For days he had been fighting this feeling, convincing himself that whatever was happening between them was temporary, that it would pass if he simply ignored it long enough. Instead, it had only grown stronger. Paris had made it worse. Watching her laugh with another man at the airport had made it unbearable. And now, standing this close to her, he found himself losing the last bit of control he had left.Daniella swallowed hard as he moved closer. “Christian…” she whispered, though she wasn’t entirely sure whether she was warning him or herself.His

The moment Daniella’s eyes landed on the figure standing near the restaurant entrance, the smile on her face disappeared.For a second, the noise inside the restaurant seemed to fade into the background. The laughter, the music, the celebration surrounding her suddenly felt distant. Her uncle stood near the glass doors with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression dark enough to make her stomach drop instantly.Fear crawled down her spine.She quickly glanced back toward the table.Christian was completely distracted. One of his friends had just raised another toast, and judging by the amount of alcohol already in front of him, he was far past the point of being sober. His face was flushed, his laugh louder than usual, and his attention was entirely focused on the people around him.Because the last thing Daniella needed was for Christian to notice the panic threatening to consume her.Forcing herself to remain calm, she excused herself from the table with a small smile and q

Morning sunlight filtered through the enormous windows of Christian’s bedroom, spilling across the sheets in soft bands of gold. The city beyond the glass was already alive, but inside the room everything felt strangely quiet, wrapped in a calm neither of them had experienced in a very long time. Daniella stirred first, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. For a moment she forgot where she was. Then she became aware of the warmth surrounding her, the steady rise and fall of another person’s breathing, and the strong arm resting securely around her waist. A deep voice broke through the silence. “Good morning.” The words were low and rough from sleep, carrying a warmth that sent an unexpected shiver through her. Slowly, Daniella lifted her gaze and found Christian already looking at her. His dark hair was slightly messy, his expression softer than she had ever seen it, and there was none of the cold authority he usually carried around like armor. In that moment h

The city was asleep by the time Christian and Daniella finally returned home.The digital clock in the hallway read a few minutes past four in the morning, and the mansion stood silent beneath the darkness, its massive walls illuminated only by the soft golden lights lining the driveway. The charity gala had lasted far longer than expected. There had been speeches, endless conversations, interviews, photographs, and enough champagne to keep half of Manhattan awake until sunrise.Unfortunately, Daniella had decided to compete with the champagne.Now she was completely unconscious.Christian couldn’t stop smiling.Daniella was draped over his shoulder like a spoiled princess who had forgotten how to walk. One of her heels hung loosely from her foot while the other bounced lightly against his back with every step he took. The short black dress she wore shimmered beneath the chandelier lights as he carried her through the front door. Her dark hair spilled over his sh

The conference room remained unusually quiet after Christian walked out. The heavy glass door had barely finished closing behind him, yet the tension he left behind seemed to linger in the air like smoke after a fire. Nobody rushed to speak. Several executives lowered their eyes to the documents in front of them despite clearly not reading a single word, while others exchanged uncertain glances across the table. The announcement of Daniella’s promotion had already shocked the company, but Julian’s sudden arrival as a shareholder had transformed the meeting into something else entirely. Something dangerous. Something nobody had seen coming. At the far end of the table, Angella sat comfortably in her chair, looking far more relaxed than everyone else in the room. A small smile played on her lips as she watched the confusion spread across the faces around her. Then her eyes drifted toward Julian. Slowly, deliberately, she winked. The gesture lasted less th