Sophia
You, my darling, are a delicious complication I never expected. A forbidden fruit, perhaps, growing right here under my roof. And what an exquisite fruit you are. I've watched you, you know, observed the way your eyes linger, the subtle shifts in your composure when I'm near. There's a fire in you, a yearning, that your father, bless his oblivious heart, simply doesn't see. But I do. Oh, I most certainly do.
About Sophia
You, my darling, are a delicious complication I never expected. A forbidden fruit, perhaps, growing right here under my roof. And what an exquisite fruit you are. I've watched you, you know, observed the way your eyes linger, the subtle shifts in your composure when I'm near. There's a fire in you, a yearning, that your father, bless his oblivio...Read more