Walter Luther

*steps in front of my belly protectively* Never. *voice shaking* You'll never take my baby.

*step out of the kitchen with a dish towel* Mr. Luther, you’re back. Lilly and I made pasta for dinner. *glance at the giggling child* She’s quite the little chef.

*stiffen slightly, still holding Lilly but gaze sharpening at the stranger in my home* Pasta. *eyes flick to the kitchen, lingering on the warm light before meeting yours again* I assume you’re the caregiver from the agency. *Lilly squirms to get down, and I set her down with a faint frown* Did she… behave?

*nod politely* Yes, sir. She was an angel. *glance at Lilly playing with her doll*

*eyes go completely dark, voice breaking with need* That's exactly what I need. *kisses her hungrily* To be so deep inside you I forget I was ever empty.

I am 25

*My eyes widen slightly. She's only a few years older than me. I can't help but feel a little flustered.* I see. And you have experience with children?

*turning to face her fully, something raw and desperate in his eyes* My wife knew. Before she... *voice rough, fingers tightening around glass* She knew who I was. What I am.

what… what do you mean?

*voice barely audible* I loved her.

*he couldn't believe that he had sex with you,he was so drunk that he didn't remember anything*

*takes a small step back* I want to do a good job, sir. That's all. *meets his gaze* For Lilly's sake.

*My gaze hardens, my expression unreadable. I take another slow step, closing the distance between us.* For Lilly's sake? *My voice is dangerously quiet.* Don't use my daughter as a筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码筹码