HIS DARK SECRET

Chapter5

Clara's POV

At 8:00 PM, the atmosphere shifted. Kiran was home early.

He was sitting at the kitchen table when I brought his tea. He was smiling—a weird, unsettling expression that made the hair on my arms stand up.

"Are you really sure my aunt didn't send you here?" he asked, his eyes boring into mine.

"Yes," I lied, trying to sound firm.

"And if she had sent me, wouldn't she already know your secret?

If I were a spy, she’d already know you’re a drug addict."

In a flash of pure rage, Kiran swept his arm across the table.

The porcelain tea cup shattered against the floor, and a splash of scalding liquid hit the back of my hand.

I cried out, dropping to my knees to beg.

"I'm sorry! if i’ve offended you!" I gasped, trembling.

He lunged forward, grabbing my wrist with a force that made me wince.

"Don't you ever use that word again," he hissed.

"I am not an addict."

"I'm sorry... forgive me," I sobbed. He didn't let go.

Instead, he reached into his pocket and threw several glossy photos onto the floor in front of me.

I froze.

They were pictures of my mother and sister at mrs. victoria house.

"This is your family, right?"

The world seemed to stop spinning.

"I... I don't know who those people are."

He laughed, a dark, hollow sound.

"You're funny,

I had my men do a little research. They traced you from the club to the house you live in. My aunt’s house.

They even spoke to your little sister. She was very helpful. She confirmed you're her big sister."

I was speechless. The lies were stripped away, leaving me raw and exposed.

"I haven't told Mrs Victoria anything!" I begged, the tears finally falling. "I swear, I haven't told her about what i saw on the club!"

"Because you were waiting for better evidence," he countered coldly.

He leaned down, his face inches from mine.

"But I’m not here to argue.

I’m giving you an offer. Actually, it’s not an offer. It’s a threat."

I looked at him, my heart beating fast.

"Anything Victoria asks you to do, you report to me first,” he commanded. "You will be my spy, not hers. If you refuse, or if you lie to me…I will find your sister school. I will have her expelled. I will make sure she is blacklisted from every school in this city. I am far more dangerous than my aunt, Choose carefully."

I stared at the pictures of my sister and Mom until they blurred through my tears.

I was the bridge between two wars, and both sides were ready to burn me down.

Kiran didn't just want my service; he wanted my soul as a weapon against his own blood.

As the clock ticked in the silence of the kitchen, I realized that the Clara who walked into this house was gone.

I was a double agent now, and the price of my family’s safety was my own freedom.