"Y-your nine years older than me," I squeaked. He moved his hand underneath my blouse and gently rubbed the skin on my waist, "Age doesn't matter, my sweet." "You look so innocent, so untainted; it makes me think of ways to taint you, to show everyone that you're mine." He darkly claimed. His words were said with such precision and determination. I liked it a lot. He made me feel something different, something good and desirable. "From this day forward, call me Daddy."

"Scream for me baby girl." Harry taunted as he hovered above Lily's petite body. His big hands clinging to her bony hips. "Who am I Lilian?" "Daddy." She moaned as he ruined her innocence, taking away the last thing she owned for himself.