One month later,

Adam's POV:

She was like a drug. My lips hungrily lapped on her neck, sucking it, biting it while my left hand moved to her breasts.

I squeezed them, fondled them slowly. They were so soft. Then my right hand slipped underneath her nighty, reaching between her legs.

"A-adam. P-please, no. I am not ready for sex yet." Fiona panted, holding my wrist and stopped me. My groin already tightened inside my boxer.

"Okay," I told her. She let out a smile, which seemed of relief and nervousness.

"Did you think that I would force you?" I couldn’t help asking.

"Um," She looked at me, then landed her gaze on the bed. Without answering my question, she said, "Let's go to sleep. It's already so late."

Laying beside me, she pulled the comforter over her body. I moved to her, pulled her body to mine. Hugging her soft body, I fell asleep. She smelled so good.

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Next day, I returned home and saw Fiona was lying on the bed. Strange!

"Why are you sleeping at this hour?" I queried her. I pulled the comforter lightly only to see that she wasn’t asleep. Her body was shaking a bit. Bloody hell! She was weeping.

"Fiona, what happened?" I shook her. She didn’t look at me, she buried her face deeper in the pillow, weeping harder.

"Fiona! Why are you crying?" I asked, hardening my tone.

She turned her head and glared at me. Her eyes were blood red, she had been crying for a long time.

"Adam, it all happened because of you!" She bursted.

I was guilty of many sins. But what did I do right now? I frowned at her.

"My dad doesn’t talk to me now. I gave you a chance and he is angry with me. I love my dad more than anything. Hu hu." She broke into sobs.

"He told me he will be leaving the day after tomorrow with Zack. I can't live without them Adam. I will leave with my dad too." Fiona said.

My jaw clenched instantly. How dare he? How could he do this to her just because she gave me a chance?

"I will talk to him. Don’t worry." I wiped her tears. I ran my fingers through her hairs and kissed her forehead.

"No! You wouldn’t say anything. I know you will threaten him. I don't want him to hate me ever. It's already bad enough that he is angry!" She warned me.

She was right I would threaten him.

"Then what do you want me to do to him?" I questioned.

"Nothing! You do nothing to him. He is my father and if something is to be done, I would do it." She said.

"Stop crying then." I urged. She again glared at me.

"Can't I even cry if my heart wishes? Do you have to be a tyrant here as well?" Fiona wailed. I stopped and sighed.

But it was important to talk to Brian. I couldn’t afford to lose Fiona now. If Brian left, then I wouldn’t be able to keep her here.

Not even by force.

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Third person's POV:

"Brian, how dare you?! She has been crying because you don't talk to her. You told her that you are leaving without her!" Adam yelled at Brian. Brian was packing his clothes in his suitcase. He turned and looked at Adam.

"You are in no position to talk about her. You manipulated her innocent brain. After torturing her, ruining her life, what the fuck are you trying to do?" Brian questioned.

"Staging a fucking drama of love and marriage after you are done with your revenge? You are going to name the tortures you did to her as love?!" Brian hissed at him.

"You know that you don't deserve her. Just spare her. You have done enough damage to her for this lifetime!" Brian snarled.

Adam clenched his jaw tightly.

"You are not even her real father. What gives you the right to tell me to get out of her life when she decided it herself?!" Adam bellowed.

For a moment, angry Brian stopped bemused. He gulped once.

"What if I am not her biological father, I loved her like my own daughter from her childhood. Never in my life, I thought she wasn’t my child." Brian spoke lowly. Then took a deep breath closing his eyes.

"But you don't get to tell me about my rights on her. Even if I am not her biological father, she is my only daughter. I don't love her any less than Zack. So, I have every right on her. And now I can see that you are going to hurt her again. This time, I wouldn’t let it happen. So, I am going. And Fiona will also go with me. Because, I want this!" Brian asserted.

"You are an outsider here! Not her father! I will kill you before you try to leave, taking her with you!" Adam roared, grabbing Brian's collar.

Both of their attention snapped from each other hearing, "D-dad, y-you are n-not m-my f-father?"

They saw Fiona was standing by the doorway.

She uttered those words somehow. Her eyes widened at the socking revelation of truth, which soon filled with fresh tears.

Overflowing tears rolled down her cheeks. She took a step forward but her leg trembled.

"D-dad?" She questioned again, pleading with her desperate blue eyes. For a friction of second, Brian was also lost of words in shock. He never imagined that Fiona would get to know about this. The shock was overwhelming for both of them.

"N-no, I am your dad. Who said that I am not your father? Who says? I am your father. I am your father." Brian asserted which seemed like he was saying to himself.

"Don't believe him. He is a liar. I am your dad, sweetie." Brian said.

"T-then w-why did you say that you are not my biological father?" Her voice was shaking.

"I-I lied. Dad lied dear. It's not true." Said Brian holding her hands. Fiona just stared at him but didn’t say anything immediately.

"D-dad, y-you still haven’t learned how to lie. Dad stop lying." Fiona let out a sardonic laugh shaking her head.

"Then am I an orphan?" Questioned Fiona, casting her gaze at the ground.

"I have no body. I am a orphan." Her voice cracked, and she looked at Brian. The desperation of her eyes now replaced with depair as she saw his silence.

"Can anyone be more pitiful than me who is orphan, lost her child and even lost her ability to bear a child?" She mumbled while torrents of tear flowed from her eyes.

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