I must have fallen asleep, despite fighting against it.
I woke up with him watching me in the moonlit room. He was sitting on the chair at my desk, his brooding eyes taking in my half-naked body. He watched me stir awake slowly, and kept staring. The way he was looking at me sent shivers down my spine.
“D-Daddy?” I stuttered, and he got up from my chair abruptly, the sound of the legs scraping the hardwood loud in the quiet of the room.
“Pull the covers off,” he growled at me, but instead of obeying, I only pulled the covers higher up around me.
I was terrified. My heart was pounding so loudly I was convinced he could hear it. It was going to pummel straight through my chest if I didn’t calm down.
“I…” I whispered. “I’m–”
“Pull them off,” he said quietly, but his voice was so authori
