After several complaints and curses, Damien was finally done with her hair.
He blow dried and even flat ironed it because as he said, 'Your hair looks worse than a used mop'.
Her hair reached the middle of her back and it was so silky and smooth.
"You good kid?" Damien asked behind her.
"Yes! Thank you" she hugged him.
Damien only sighed deeply, knowing that he'll have to get use to the little gir hugging him. Seems like she liked hugs.
"Aww~you look cute Em", Jonathan cooed. She smiled at the nickname he gave her.
"Now it's time for you to sleep" Jonathan tucked her into bed as her eyes closed from all the excitement.
"Shouldn't we have put pyjamas on her?" Damien sat beside her sleeping figure.
"As much as I want to, I can't", Jonathan said sadly while rubbing her head, "She has to be ready early tomorrow morning"
Damien's eyes widened, "What? You don't mean-"
"Yes", he was cut off, "We have a buyer"
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Their Little Girl
Aléatoire"I promise you, no one will touch you again" Jonathan said as he held the girl in his arms. "I'll break their arms if that ever happens" Damien growled, "You're ours" "Our little girl"
