Daddy.
That was the first thought that came to her mind and before a second passed, she clenched her thighs together.
His nose twitched and a small teasing smile appeared on his lips along with the knowing look. "I know you like to be dominated." He winked and she looked away.
"Wh-what are you talking about?" She stuttered and swallowed.
He chuckled. "I am sure you are aware that we have an advanced sense of smell. I can even smell that you are anemic."
"No ."
"No, what?" He teased before his face twisted back to normal and he sobered up. "I would love to carry on this conversation. But I have to know who was responsible for your father's death and for what I know, you had already reached the hospital but the gunshot was heard, yes?"
She nodded. "I could see the hospital in front of me when I heard the gunshot—" she gasped. How did it not cross her mind earlier?!
