Silvia Davis POV
"Who?" Deviant asked, cradling me and Ashvina in his arms.
"Sir, we need you for a meeting. I apologise for disturbing your time," a soft voice from the other side replied, sounding frightened.
This is how Deviant often becomes enraged over trivial matters, not just with me and Ashvina, but with everyone. It's quite dangerous.
I despise seeing him become violent and terrifying. It's not something I'm accustomed to, coming from a place where such behaviour was all too common.
At least my daughter isn't growing up in that world. That's a relief. Deviant has never shown his true work or anger in front of Ashvina, and that's better than anything else could be.
"They just won't let me breathe. I'm sorry, princess, but I have to go," Deviant groaned in annoyance and kissed
