A tune from his teenage years could be heard softly in his car. As the music played, he subconsciously followed the rhythm of Kurt Cobain's voice. His fingers were playing the beat because of how he was tapping them against the silver polished steering wheel of the Mercedes.
When the song was about to change, he heard a soft knock on the passenger side's window. If the music had been just a little louder, he wouldn't heard anything.
He snapped out of his calm state since the knock had slightly scared him. Though, as soon as he saw her, he chuckled and unlocked the door.
Quietening the music, he redressed himself a bit before turning his head to his right, smiling.
There she was, the one who occupied his mind and heart day and night. His obsession. His little flower.
An angel. That's what she was. The purest teenage girl anyone could ever meet. Innocence could've been her middle name. Everything about her screamed it. It was a miracle that she still hadn't been corrupted by the boys and girls she went to school with.
Perverts. That's all they were.
Hormonal kids who would give and try anything just to look under her plaid skirt.
But then, could he blame them when he had the same thoughts? If not, his, being even more explicit.
He was twisted. He knew it. He spent his time lusting after someone who was way younger than him. And to worsen the situation, this sick affection of his was for his own step-daughter.
He was so twisted. But, when it came to his angel, it was like he forgot that the things he felt whenever he was thinking about her were illegal.
She made him forget about everything. From the way a step-father was supposed to act toward their step-child, to the way he once used to love his little girl's mother.
But that didn't matter. Only she did.
Her dainty habitudes. How she danced when she thought no one was looking.
How she would give hime puppy dog eyes when she wanted just one more cookie.
The pout on her lips when someone refused something she really desired.
Or how she'd hug someone. Oh god, how he loved those moments when she would wrapped her arms around his frame and nuzzle her face in his chest, closing her eyes.
He could go on and on about her.
How did he ever get so lucky as to be in her life? He knew one thing though, he would forever be thankful that his path met her mother's.
A light tug at his jacket snapped him out of his thoughts. A smile appeared on his slightly chapped lips.
He took his time to take in her appearance. Beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking. He could compare her to all the masterpieces ever made and she would still be the most alluring. A pout could be seen on her pinkish lips. Probably caused by him not paying attention to her. A few strand of her hair were out of the neat ponytail she had tied this morning. Her blouse was out of her skirt, which hiked up whenever she moved just the slightest. She looked like a cute mess.
"Hey princess, how was your day?"
He knew how that would end. She would tell him about the reckless things that her friends did before telling him all about the new things her class had learned in French, which was her absolute favourite subject.
He knew all about those things. Nevertheless, he would listen. He genuinely cared when she told him about her day. He wanted to know everything.
As soon as he greeted her, the pout was replaced by her adorable smile and under a few seconds, she had started rambling about today's events.
He might've been driving them home, but his attention was fully on her. Though, she would always doubt that.
"Daddy? Are you listening to me?"
That word. That sinful word. She had no idea what it did to him.
The way it rolled off her tongue. Its meaning being nothing but good intentions for her whilst it was the polar opposite for him.
And to add to his suffering, the good kind, her infamous pouting expression was back.
Oh, if she knew how many times he had been wondering what those pink lips could do.
But for now, he had to forget about his dirty fantasies and concentrate on her.
"I am, baby girl. Daddy always cares about what you have to say."
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that's the longest chapter i ever wrote lmao
get ready for the 'awesomest' ride of your life frens
or not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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