A Blissful Night with My Step-Father
“Welcome home, dear.”
Lucy, standing somewhat awkwardly, extended her hand. “Hello, Mr. Thompson. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Mr. Thompson acknowledged her with a nod leaving her hand hanging before his gaze shifted to Joshua, who stood nervously beside Lucy. Lucy gently put her hand down.
The warmth in Annabella's father, Mr. Thompson's eyes turned cold. Without a word, he advanced towards Joshua, followed closely by four imposing men.
Joshua’s face turned a ghostly shade as he saw Mr. Thompson’s approach. He immediately fell to the floor, prostrating himself in a desperate attempt to appease. “Good morning! Good morning, sir! I’m so sorry!”