Claimed By My Father-In-Law
Baby shark doo doo doo doo doo doo…
My head guard slowly looked up, his face pale with humiliation.
“Sir…” he whispered, voice shaking. “It’s not a bomb.”
The song continued happily.
Baby shark doo doo doo doo doo doo…
My jaw tightened so hard pain shot through my skull.
Freddy hadn’t just fooled me.
He had walked into my house alone, threatened me, kneeled me down, and offered me a devil’s deal. Then he walked out untouched and left me standing there listening to children’s music like a complete idiot.
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