Father, Please.
I look up, excitement buzzing through my veins,
“Really? I can come?”
“Of course, what kind of Dom will I be if I leave you behind?”
My smile drops, he wants me to come as a sub, not a girlfriend, or a lover,
“With the money, we could travel the world, imagine fucking in every continent.” he chuckles, oblivious to my inner turmoil.
Now, why did I have to go and fall in love? He still had his shit together and I was having an internal breakdown because he was not in love with me.