Mia p.o.v.
I shifted in my sleep, feeling rough hands run up my thighs. The familiar tingles that ran up my thigh and straight to my girly parts made me squirm. I moaned, feeling his big hand snake into my half-torn bodysuit. His finger ran up and down my slit, and I tried to clench my thighs together.
Opening my eyes, I tiredly gazed down at Roman, slowly blinking at him.
“ Good morning doll” He murmured.
Doll…it's him.
I glance at the watch, it's four thirty. I don't even want to know what the f**k he was doing that switched the alter now.
And when the hell did he shove his face between my thighs?
“Daddy, what are you doing?” I whispered, sleepiness in my voice.
His hair was disheveled like he ran his hands through it a million times today. The trouser he once wore was off,
