2 ~ Shattered Illusions.
JULIAN’s POV
The more I stare at the scene, the more it becomes imprinted in my mind. I want to look away but it's so f*****g hard. I want to go over there and stop my dad but I can't move a muscle.
And then Mr. Draven's moan came again, louder and laced with pleasure.
Dad increases his pace, making Mr. Draven pull hard on his own hair that is a mix of silver and black.
My provider.
My anchor.
My confidant.
My family.
Kneeling before a man, and sucking on his c**k like a man with insatiable s****l hunger.
My brain is blank yet again as black spots cloud my vision—an effect I usually get from staring too much.
Nikolai’s c**k came into view as my dad stopped bobbing his head, keeping his mouth wrapped on his tip. His p***s is as thick as my wrist and ri
