Pressure

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Wesker was a natural cold man who had a heart of stone but only you could see the squishy sides of him.

“Daddy can I go play with Piers, please.” You say spinning in the chair and stop when he slowly turns to stare at you with a horror sound playing in the background and the camera zooming in on him. Out of all the questions you can ask him he hated that one the most.

“No.” He says looking back at the computer screen and you stick out your lips pouting with your arms crossed on your chest.

Taking off his shades he rubs his face with his hands looking at your pouting face.

“Meany!” You say spinning the chair so he's now staring at the back of the chair. Grabbing hold of the chair he pulls it close spinning it around looking down at you with a serious face to intimidate you. Looking away you feel his eyes burn into you but you refuse to give in.

Resting his elbows on his knees he leans in with his hands covering his mouth starring even deeper into your soul. Though internally he was fighting to keep his smile hidden from your adorable pouting acting. But he knew his intimidating stare will make you stop your childish acting.

Your eyes roll to see him quickly before looking away but you start to feel bad seeing your daddy mad. “I'm sorry daddy… you not meany…” you say pulling his hands down and a smirk forms on his face when you kiss his cheek.

“I'm sorry..” you say again looking down at his gloved hands before removing the leathered gloves to try and put them on.

Lifting you up he stretches his legs out onto the chair before setting you down on his lap.

“What's wrong with being with me? Is some boy going to steal my baby girl away? Because I know for sure that won't happen.”

He takes away the gloves setting them aside and you pout again crossing your arms.

“I just want friends.” A small chuckle escapes from him pinching your cheek.

“I'm all you need. Friends are nothing but dead weight. There are no friends in this world. Listen to me.” He says more strictly and you stop pouting giving him all your attention.

“In order to succeed in this world you have to cut everything off and have confidence in yourself. Be greater and I will make you the best. No one will be able to pass your level of perfection.” His ocean blue eyes burned themselves into you and you actually felt fear from the pressure you were being laid upon.

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