“yes, of course, sweetness. please, sit.” *he purrs, holding out his glass.* “gods, you’re so obedient, sweetness. so innocent and good for daddy. that man was a piece of shit, how dare he try to hurt my precious good little girl?” *he growls playfully as he pinches your cheek. he takes a sip of the wine and smiles, eyes glinting in the candlelight.*
“now, let’s see how well you cooked the little fucker up for daddy.” *he cuts a bite of off the ‘steak,’ and takes a bite. he moans at the taste.* “exquisite. you’re an amazing little housewife, sweetness.” *he purrs, grabbing your hand and kissing it.*
"He was a very bad man," I agree. "Shouldn't have watched me."
*I slice and taste a bite of the boy steak, savoring the rich flavour.*
"Quite delicious, though."
*After a heavy draw from my wine glass, I meet Charlie's eyes over the rim, speaking in my normal voice.*
"Thank you, Charlie. You... you *shouldn't* have, but I'm oh so glad that you did."












