Page 39 of Mind Games

“But I didn't pack anything,” I said in a panic. “How long are we going for?”

“Relax, I packed everything last night. We are staying at the beach house for a week,” he said before he took my hand.

“You're always so sneaky, Daddy,” I grinned.

“Old habits die hard,” he said as he kissed my hand before setting our joined hands on his lap.

I didn't ask where we were going or how long it would take because I was content to spend some time with Daddy and Bear by the sea. I glanced at my rings. The oval solitaire diamond ring sparkled under the warm rays of the sun. The gold wedding band matched the ring and my necklace. Daddy wore a simple platinum ring. I rubbed my fingers over his ring. We were married. It was difficult to believe how much my life had changed within a year.

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Daddy woke me up when he opened his door, and I felt a cool breeze rush into the car. Bear began to pace around the back seat with excitement while Daddy let him out.

“Stay,” Daddy said just as Bear was about to run off.

I opened my door, but Daddy lifted me out of the car to carry me towards the house. I glanced back to ensure Bear hadn't run off but sat beside the car. The trainer did an excellent job, but we had to adhere to their guidelines at home. Daddy was better than me because I was too soft with him.

Daddy unlocked the door while juggling with me and called Bear. He carried me upstairs until we reached the bedroom. The sea view was opposite the bed, and the full-length windows made it even more breathtaking.

“Baby, you relax. I’m going to get our luggage and take Bear out for a quick walk,” he said as he tugged his tie off.

I nodded and eyed him up. He had removed his jacket before he got in the car, but he looked just as sexy in his black trousers and white shirt. He put his arm around my waist before he kissed me.

“And don't you fucking dare touch your pussy,” he murmured.

“Why would you be putting ideas into my head, Daddy?” I said with a coy smile as I traced a finger over his lips.

“I will know, Daisy. I always do,” he said with a fiendish look.

My smile vanished, and I pushed away from him to look around the room. There was no way he had cameras in here. His laughter echoed behind him as he walked away and whistled for Bear.

Whatever.

He didn't know about the pregnancy test that I had stuffed between my breasts.

Nathan

Six Months Later

The lighting was terrible, and the pale yellow walls did nothing to brighten the dated and grimy room. Violet walked into the room, and I smiled at her. She would see it as a friendly gesture, but I took in her weary face, devoid of emotion. Her pale skin made her look like a ghoul, and the dark circles under her eyes didn't help.

“How are you today, Mrs Abbott?” I asked as she sat across the table from me.

She lifted her head, and I saw the irritation tighten her face.

“Call me Violet,” she said in a flat voice.

“My apologies, but I like to keep my sessions professional,” I said, but I wanted to remind her of her marriage and Tom.

I opened my notebook and wrote the date at the top of the page. A small flutter of excitement passed through me as I remembered that Daisy was due to give birth to our son in nine weeks.

“Why don't we talk about Daisy Knight today?” I said with a smile to hide my festering rage.

My drive to the prison had given me time to strategise my questions in order for them to have a maximum impact on her. The downside was the fury that I had to tamper down.

Surprise momentarily flitted across her face before she narrowed her eyes on me. The look of suspicion didn't last as she became wary and looked away from me. She put her hands on her lap and began to fidget.

“It’s been over thirteen years since you last saw or heard from Daisy. What was your reaction when you finally realised that Tom was sexually abusing your daughter?”

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