Fated To My Forbidden Guardian

After losing her parents in a car accident, Leeann was taken in by Dallas’, who was a long-time family friend. Over the years, she fell for Dallas, but he rejected her to protect her from the truth—her parents’ deaths might be tied to his family—until heartbreak finally drove her away.

Fated To My Forbidden Guardian

After losing her parents in a car accident, Leeann was taken in by Dallas’, who was a long-time family friend. Over the years, she fell for Dallas, but he rejected her to protect her from the truth—her parents’ deaths might be tied to his family—until heartbreak finally drove her away.

The envelope was waiting on my doorstep, unmarked and heavy with intent. Inside, a single photo: my parents’ car, twisted metal still smoking, timestamped 11:47 PM—their last moment. Scrawled on the back: 'Ask Dallas about Route 9.'

My hands shook as I dialed his number, but it went straight to voicemail. Again. Always again when it matters. I drove to the estate anyway, rain slashing the windshield like knives.

The gate was locked. Lights burned in his study. I pounded until my knuckles bled. When he finally opened the door, his face wasn’t surprised. It was resigned.

"You weren’t supposed to find out this way," he said.

"Tell me it’s not true," I whispered. "Tell me your father didn’t order that hit."

He didn’t answer. And in that silence, everything broke.

Now I stand at the edge—of his driveway, of my sanity—with three choices: walk away forever, demand the full truth now, or turn the evidence over to the press before I lose my nerve.