Viktor
Fuck! f**k!! f**k!!!!
I couldn't control myself, I lost control and f**k!! I run my hands through my hair and then my eyes land on Milana who is breathing heavily with flushed cheeks. Her hair is kind of ruffled, same with what she's wearing and her breathing is heavy.
“Papa,” Annika’s knock comes again, her voice a little shaky like she's going to cry. I'm calm because I know how to deal with Annika. Acting out will only make her suspicious. Annika is so smart of her age.
“Arrange your hair and your clothes. Stop acting like you just saw a ghost.” I straighten out my clothes before walking towards the door. Milana gasps when I open the door but I ignore her and crouch down in front of Annika.
“Good morning, princess.” A small smile appears on the corner of my lips as I hug
