Dear Mr. Alvarsson

Ivanna gave no answer and instead scooped Asia up, carrying her over to the loveseat. Asia slipped her pale arms around her lover's neck and made no move to stop the action. When they were seated, Ivanna cupped Asia's face in her hands and forced the woman to look at her.
"You can't do what he wants."
Asia frowned deeply.
"But-"
"No buts. He's a sick bastard."
"He's my father."
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A drama-esque story revolving around the Alvarsson family and all their secrets.