Daddy Lucifer
Before I knew it, I was zooming in on his lips and trying to guess how aggressive his kisses would be, then I zoomed in to the crotch of his dress pants, and found myself wondering if what lies beneath the garments is just as the ones I have seen in the visions or even more terrifying.
Three consecutive knocks snapped me out of my reverie and I realized that I had been biting my lips hard enough to inflict some pain.
What the fuck is wrong with you, Nessa?!
"Come in." I answered with ease knowing that it was not my father behind the door, he never knocks, he doesn't need to knock anywhere, he is the God of this entire country and all that's in it. I made a rash decision and deleted every pic