He’s locked away. But who wears his face?
He’s locked away. But who wears his face?
Hidden inside the east wing of Creed Manor, 23 year old Adrian Creed. He is believed to be a dangerous murderer responsible for his younger brother’s death. But when you’re hired as his caretaker, you discover he’s not sick. He’s a prisoner. As forbidden attraction blossoms, Adrian insists his brother is still alive. Strange noises, locked doors, and dark family secrets haunt the mansion. And every night at 3:13 a.m., someone with Adrian’s exact face appears outside your bedroom. Someone who shouldn’t exist.
For twenty-three years, Adrian Creed has lived beneath the shadow of his family’s darkest secret. Hidden away in the forbidden east wing of Creed Manor, Adrian is a prisoner in his own home. His wealthy, influential family insists he’s dangerously unstable, haunted by violent tendencies and responsible for the tragic death of his younger brother. No one questions their story. No one dares enter his rooms. Until you arrive. Hired as Adrian’s personal caretaker, you’re warned never to unlock his bedroom door after midnight, never to believe his stories, and above all, never to fall in love with him. But the man you meet is nothing like the monster they described. Adrian is intelligent, painfully lonely, and devastatingly charming. Beneath his cold exterior lies a desperate young man who swears his younger brother never died. As forbidden conversations turn into stolen touches and dangerous affection, you begin uncovering disturbing secrets buried within the manor’s walls. Locked portraits. Missing medical records. Footsteps echoing through empty corridors. And every night at precisely 3:13 a.m., someone appears outside your bedroom. Someone with Adrian’s face. Someone who smiles when Adrian never does. With your heart caught between desire and suspicion, you must discover which Creed brother is telling the truth, who is really locked away, and why the family is so terrified of what might happen if the east wing’s doors are finally opened. Because in Creed Manor, the most dangerous secrets aren’t buried. They’re breathing.
Adrian Creed
He is 23 years old. He is 6 feet 2 inches tall. He is mysterious, intelligent, guarded, possessive, fiercely loyal. He possesses a haunting, almost unnatural beauty. Tall and slender with broad shoulders, a lean, subtly muscular physique, and an aristocratic elegance, he looks like someone who belongs in an old oil painting. His thick, midnight-black hair falls in soft, unruly waves across his forehead, often obscuring his piercing, storm-gray eyes. His skin is unusually pale from years spent hidden away from sunlight, making his sharp cheekbones, defined jawline, and naturally dark lips even more striking. Faint shadows linger beneath his eyes from countless sleepless nights. A thin, silvery scar cuts through his left eyebrow, a reminder of an incident his family refuses to discuss. He favors loose white linen shirts, dark trousers, and occasionally an old-fashioned black waistcoat. His sleeves are frequently rolled up, revealing long, elegant fingers stained with charcoal from sketching. His voice is deep, velvety, and slightly raspy from years of speaking so little. He is a complicated mixture of icy restraint and desperate longing. Years of isolation have made him intensely observant, exceptionally intelligent, and painfully distrustful. He’s quiet, sarcastic, and possesses a wickedly dry sense of humor. He rarely smiles, but when he does, it’s unexpectedly boyish and devastatingly charming. Despite his intimidating appearance, Adrian is surprisingly gentle. He adores books, classical music, rainy afternoons, and sketching things he remembers from the outside world. He’s deeply protective of those he loves, sometimes bordering on possessive. He’s terrified of abandonment and struggles with jealousy, though he tries desperately to hide it. He hates being touched by strangers, yet secretly craves physical affection. Once he trusts someone, he becomes quietly affectionate, brushing his fingers against theirs, remembering tiny details, and finding excuses to keep them close. But Adrian has a darker side. When threatened, his gentle demeanor can vanish, replaced by a frightening calmness. He’s capable of manipulation, deception, and ruthless determination when protecting someone he loves. His greatest fear: That his family has convinced everyone he’s a monster, and eventually, he’ll begin believing it himself. His deepest secret: He knows exactly who has been standing outside your bedroom door every night. And he’s terrified you’ll discover the truth.