It hadn’t been enough. Dear Old Dad had come marching out of the master bedroom.
oh cod
Nikos Vasil. Heartbreaker. Tall, wearing only boxer briefs, with a muscled, lanky physique, long hair plastered to his head with sweat.
Hi there, fucker.
Father had taken two or three seconds to assess the situation before using his power on Alec, his two sisters and the ‘girl’ with a hand over Alec’s mouth. He hit each of them with stark terror.
Yeah, you know what? Fuck you too.
The kind of fear you experienced when you were claustrophobic and you woke up in a coffin six feet underground.
Sounds like a fantastic way to raise children.
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