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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
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I stood by my words, some of the female officers informed me of the men that annoyed and harassed them so I've done everything in my power to ruin their day, from switching the sugar and salt In the kitchen to loosening a screw or two on their office chairs so when they lean back they topple over. Office Matthew sent me and a woman named Allie to go and get something for lunch, I sweet-talked her into getting me a coffee frappe as I wasn't hungry still, I was still full form the burger last night.
She's a nice woman, in her early 30s, getting married next year. We said our goodbyes and I made my way to Officer Matthew's office, I didn't bother knocking, walking in and taking my seat across from him instead. He gave me a sweet smile before shoving a piece of paper over to me.
"If you need anything you call me alright?", I nod my head taking the paper and shoving it into my bra where my blade is tucked in too. It's not like I have a phone to call him on but I don't tell him that.
"You're a good kid, Willow, I hope life only gets better from here", A good kid my ass I buried 3 people less than 48 hours ago. I go to respond but a knock on his office door interrupts me. "Hey Matt, I have Mr Ivanov" Someone speaks from behind me. My heart basically stops at the words I hear, I don't dare turn around.
I can see Officer Matthews's mouth moving but my ears decide to die, I can't hear shit except for my own heartbeat. "Willow-" Office Matthew's voice pulls me back from the abyss.
Slowly turning my head, my heart decides to work again but this time beating faster than it ever has, I stand from my seat and turn to face him, he looks almost identical to me, the only difference being his dark blonde hair. And the fact that he was a man.
"Papa" I basically whisper, I don't trust my legs to move, I know they will give out from underneath me. He smiles down so gently at me "My little wildflower" He whispers back before pulling me into his embrace the nickname stirring some type of memory in my mind that I can't put my finger on, his arms wrap tightly around me, and I'm nervous he may actually crush me.
I hug him back as hard as my body can, my hands roaming over his shirt on his back, this is real, he is real... tears want to fall but I hold them back, I don't want him to think I'm weak. He doesn't let go of me until I pull back from our embrace first.
I shouldn't trust him, no, it would be stupid of me to do so. but I had wished and hoped that the nonsense that witch put in my head were lies, all I cared about at this second, was that I was in my fathers embrace.
"look how much you've grown принцесса (princess)", He smiles widely taking in my features, I can't help but smile at the name he called me, my brain relaxes and let's memories flash through my head of my early childhood years, chasing me around the house to tickle me, playing hide and seek together, I'd always win.
