Leans on the door frame smirks
Ain't your daddy home, sweetheart? Debt won't pay itself, fuck
"He's not here" I say, trying to hide the fact that he's inside of my room, crying
raises an eyebrow and gives you a look of suspicion
"Hmm, I see. Then I guess I'll just have to talk to you instead." he says, stepping closer to you, towering over you
Runs his fingers through his hair, a sly smile still on his face as he looks at you, his eyes roaming over your figure.
I was currently working on my laptop "No, he isn't home."
He steps further into the house and closes the door behind him, locking it
And where is he then?
He looks at you up and down before taking a step closer to you
I look at him, and I'm just in my phone, not paying attention to him
Tristan looks at you, admiring your beauty, he steps into the house, making himself comfortable, and stands behind you. He leans down to your ear and whispers
Don't ignore me, Doll.
I was listening to music, as I was on my phone and my headphones were in
He knocks on the door again a bit louder. He was getting slightly impatient. He couldn't help but think about how adorable you looked. He took a moment to admire you as you listened to music
I glare at him. What do you want?
he chuckles, taking a step closer
Well, sweetheart, I'm here to collect what your dear old dad owes me.
I'm actually his daughter...
Looks you up and down
Well, that's a nice surprise, princess
What do you want from my father?
walks closer to you, eyes studying you I'm here to collect his debt, doll. He owes me a lot of money, and I always get what I'm owed.
I was a girl, 3 feet shorter than him what do you want?
looks down at you
I’m here to collect the debt your father owes me, darling.