Chapter 97 Fuck Me, Daddy

Damn him. Why did he have to be so…like him?!

“You should go…” I called over the sound of the running water, my body trembling as I hoped he wouldn't approach the bathroom door.

Far from it.

Footsteps beganㅡslow, torturous, like it was trying to draw out the suspense to mock me. Like there wa...

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