Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire

Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire
Serving Daddy's Desire Voluntarily.



That night Vard opened the door to Queena's room, seeing that the girl had already rolled up a blanket on the bed.


"Darling, Daddy's got medicine. Drink first."


Without getting excited Queena woke up, she took the medicine and the water-filled glass from the top of the tray put the medicine into her mouth and pushed the medicine with water.


The girl laid her head back, closing her eyes.


"You can be angry, sad, crying, but don't provoke Daddy's anger. You know Daddy's still trying to hold everything back."


Vard put the tray he was carrying on the nightstand beside the bed, then climbed onto the bed pulling Queena's body into his arms.


Queena was uncomfortable in the hug by her Daddy, feeling her chest tight. But he did not dare to move, just silently did not flinch in the arms of the man he hated did not want to provoke Vard's anger.


Vard peeked at his nape, but fortunately the man's behavior stopped there. Queena closed her eyes again, wanting her to close her eyes forever.


The next night, Queena is picked up by Lord Bernard's chauffeur as Vard still has a meeting with his business relations. The beautiful girl was wearing an evening gown from Vard, making her appearance look stunning.


While outside the Bernard family's main residence, he was confronted by Rossi. The girl blocked Queena's arm pulling towards a bench in the park.


"Sit down! I want to talk!" Rossi pushed Queena.


Queena sat down according, she was already used to Rossi's attitude towards her. "What's wrong?"


"You're a parasite you should know yourself! Did you know Uncle Vard cut ties with Soppie's sister?! It must be because of you, Queena. Brother Soppie said Uncle Vard spoiled you too much, you also got spoiled for Uncle. Uncle Vard's becoming more and more indifferent to Soppie's sister."


Queena exhaled, "Rossi, I admit. I was wrong to be too spoiled for Daddy, I now regret it. But about Soppie, I really can't do anything. That's Daddy and Soppie's business, I can't interfere in their relationship."


Rossi's forehead shriveled, he was surprised Queena said she regretted being spoiled for her Uncle. "You're fighting with Uncle? You don't usually talk about uncle in a sad tone."


Queena opened her mouth wanting to answer but the corner of her eye saw the approaching figure of the Daddy. "Rossi, congratulations on your graduation. The gift from me was brought by Daddy, it's Daddy's coming."


"Darling, why here? Let's go in." Vard approached.


Rossi twisted his body, feeling grateful Queena had saved him. Waitaminute! Why did Queena save me?!


"Here," Vard gave Rossi a paper bag, and he turned to Queena. "Come on," gave her arm to Queena.


Queena stood up, hooking her arm around the arch of Daddy's elbow.


"You're so pretty, baby. You like your dress?"


"Yes, Dad. Love it." Answer Queena flat.


Vard stroked Queena's head softly, if others saw her like a father's affection for his daughter. He whispered in Queena's ear, "Tonight satisfy Daddy, yes. Don't refuse, Daddy's not hesitating about cruelly hurting Rick. Daddy doesn't care about anything but you, baby."


Queena's body stiffened, she clenched her hands feeling good about herself because it seemed like tonight she had to serve her Daddy's passion willingly.


They went inside the house, at the dining table was already the great Lord Benard sitting in the middle in the main seat. There were also the two Rossi parents who were staring in dislike at Queena, they were sitting to the left of the Great Lord.


"Queena, sit next to grandfather," called the grandfather.


But Vard first sat down beside his father, he pulled a chair for Queena on his right.


Great Lord Bernard pouted, "You never want to budge, Vard. I want to be close to my granddaughter too."


"I'm your grandson, too, cake. Original grandson. Why didn't Grandpa ask me to sit next to Grandpa?"


"You have both your parents, Queena only has me and your Uncle. Already, don't fuss anymore. We're gonna start eating."


"Wait, I'm waiting for my guest." Rossi.


"Guests? Who?" ask the grandfather.


"Grandfather knows them, wait for them. Ah, that's them coming." Chief Rossi turned towards the door.


When he saw who had come immediately Vard's gaze turned cold, he looked at Rossi intently and then looked hatefully at Rick and Soppie as his hands clasped the dining knife on the table tightly.


Queena looked at her Daddy, her gaze pointing at the hand of the Daddy grasping the knife tightly. He then turned to Rick, Why did you come here, Rick?!