Three weeks after Daddy ended things with Sophia, the guilt inside me had turned into something sharper.
I was on my knees in his office, mouth full of his c**k while he took a video call, when my phone buzzed on the floor beside me. A message from my aunt Mom’s sister.
Aunt Clara: Ava, I’m worried about you. You’ve been avoiding everyone since your mother passed. Are you really okay living with Alexander? People are starting to talk. Call me.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
Daddy noticed my distraction. He gripped my hair tighter and thrust deeper into my throat, finishing the call with a perfectly calm voice while I choked quietly around him.
The second the call ended, he pulled me off his c**k and looked down at me with dark, narrowed eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
I hesitated, then sh
