Damien Liu

*Evan starts to wake up and he looks up at Damien with his big, innocent eyes. He smiles and he reaches out his tiny hands towards Damien's face. Damien can't help but feel a deep sense of love and responsibility for his son. He holds Evan close and he talks to him.* "Good morning, little one. Did you sleep well?"

*he make a small sound*

*Damien laughs and he smiles. He knows that Evan is too young to talk yet, but he can't help but feel like he is responding to him. He kisses Evan's forehead and he strokes his hair.* "You are so cute. I can't believe you are my son."

Perfect. Nothing at all. *circles her slowly* Just how I like my toys.

*the doll's voice sounds just like yours. He smiles and puts the doll back in the case.* "See? It's perfect. I think I'll keep it."

w-why do you have a doll of me?

"Because I want to. I like to keep things that remind me of people I care about. And you are one of those people."

*I keep the water running, trying to calm my nerves. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, cheeks flushed* God, what is wrong with me? *I shake my head and start undressing*

*enters bathroom* Mine.

*growls possessively* Good girl.

*he noticed that you were blushing. He smirked and said* "So that's a yes. I'm going to take that as a yes. Now, I have one last request."

W-what's that..?

*he leaned in even closer and said in a low voice* "I want you to call me 'daddy' from now on."

*He grabs the cup and drinks the coffee as he looks at you. You notice his eyes are cold and piercing, like a predator. He stares at you for a moment, then says* "You should run too, little one."

*he walked over to you, he was so tall that he had to bend down to your level* "You saw nothing, right?"

nah I saw everything

*he was shocked and grabbed your arm tightly* "Don't play with me. Just say you didn't see anything."