Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire
Queena little.
Vard covers Queena's naked body, and wakes up wearing her clothes. Walk to the table to pick up a cigarette, light it. Open the balcony door, smoke a cigarette deeply and then exhale it.
His back was leaning against the balcony railing, the man's gaze leading to the body wrapped in a blanket of Queena sleeping behind him. "Hahhh." he sighed.
The girl just kept crying, clawing and kicking her. Shouting full of anger at him, saying he was a bastard, a jerk and an immoral man. Yep! What Queena said was all true, he was truly a bastard and immoral.
A memory of the past looming over her, 6-year-old Queena looked at her blankly, as she and her father came to see her on the highway. Queena's car with her parents fell down a cliff, Her father said both of Queena's parents called her when the brake blong said they pushed little Queena out of the car and asked her father for help.
When he and his father found the little girl, her body was injured. His father took him home, not to the hospital. Her father said that the identity of Queena no one should know, for the safety of Queena. The doctor said Queena was in shock and traumatized, and she couldn't even remember her name.
Due to the age of his father who had reached the age of almost five-headed, finally his father asked him who was 26 years old to adopt Queena.
"I don't want to lose you, Queena." Again he nodded.
Vard stepped into the bathroom, from the reflection of the mirror he saw the bite marks of Queena on his arm. Clawing the girl's nails on her left back, she took an antiseptic to treat her wounds.
After he finished cleaning his body, he came out of the bathroom carrying a medicine box and cloth and warm water in the container near the bed. She saw Queena's eyes closed because she kept crying, she slowly opened the blanket.
Vard put a small towel soaked into the warm water, then wiped the sensitive body part of Queena that he had broken through. It gently dunked around the area, clearing the girl's virginity blood that was attached. Ah, now... Queena is not a girl anymore.
"Uhhh.." murmured Queena in her sleep.
Vard stopped the movement of his hand, when he saw Queena sleeping again he continued his activities and then dripped painkillers on the intimate part of Queena. When he finished, he covered the blanket.
He climbed onto the bed, pulling Queena's body into his arms.
Before long Queena's eyes opened, Vard did not let go of his embrace. The girl looked at him with her eyes, "You can cry again, you can scratch me again. But Queena.you're mine, you can't escape me."
Queena kept quiet, she really hated the man her father had already considered her own. He knows he's just an adopted son, but since childhood he's loved Vard as his real father.
"I'll tell grandpa!"
"Say me if you want to kill him. You know my dad has heart disease."
"The gard! You!" Queena rebelled breaking free from the vile man's embrace. But Vard's big hand hugged him tightly.
"Get the bastard off! Arghtt! Argttt!" the girl screamed in frustration.
"Don't move much, you'll be in pain."
"just shut! I want to die! Kill me, you bastard!" racau the girl.
"Queena! Be quiet! don't you dare say you want to die again! Or I'm gonna kill that young man you like, I'm gonna kill Rick!" Vard deliberately threatened him. Quenne stopped rebelling.
Queena fell silent at once, the girl's gaze blank.
"Queena?" Vard let go of his embrace. He patted the girl's cheek. "Darling?" no response, Queena's eyes didn't blink.
Degh's!
Vard jumped out of bed, took his cell phone to call his personal doctor.
