Matteo’s POV
The day my wife walked out was the day I finally claimed what had always been mine. Lila. My beautiful, untouched nineteen-year-old daughter. For years I had watched her grow into this perfect girl, sweet, obedient, and secretly starved for the kind of love only her Daddy could give. When her mother finally left in a storm of accusations, I locked every door and smiled. The outside world would never touch my Lila again.
I watched her standing in the hallway that first night, wide-eyed and trembling in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. My c**k hardened instantly. It was time for purity training.
“Lila, sweetheart,” I said softly, pulling her close. “It’s just us now. Daddy’s going to keep you pure.”
She protested, of course. They always do at first. But I was patient. I to
