BRIE'S POV
Anger fueled and fed on my whole being as I tried to understand why my father would do something that was disgusting to the poor girl.
She had already left to have breakfast, but I was still in the room, pondering on what to do with Father. He was a respectable man, and yet he acted like that?
If he truly couldn't control his d**k. There were a lot of women who were not mated to anyone available to him. All he just had to do was call, and they would fall on their knees to kiss his feet.
Father had traveled to a city close by. I had to confront him, I had to ask him why he did that, what was on his mind. But I didn't want to tell my brothers about it. They would be furious if they found out. But then it would be for the best. I had to tell her to tell them what happened.
