~Harlow’s Point of View~
“Ouch,” I snap, as a female hits my fingers with a ruler. A damned ruler! What am I five and getting into the cookie jar?
“Don’t you dare talk back. If you do that to daddy, you’ll pay dearly. He’ll make sure you can’t walk for a week. I’ve never seen him baby someone THIS much,” she huffs, practically in a hiss.
I press my lips into a tight line as I feel Bunny kick. She’s given me so much strength, and I know everything I do for the rest of my days is for her. So I can’t be stupid here. Not until I know what I’m fully up against.
And I’ll be DAMNED if I call that fat penguin freak daddy. Even for all his weird kinks, that's something I could never see Luke demanding. Ick!
I’ll be further damned if I’m going to have my baby here. This house is gorgeous but it
