Chapter 22. The Devil Calls

He stares at her and says, “The Devil is calling you”.

"Don’t!" She screams while trying to move again.

He walked towards her and she could hear the ring getting louder and louder. Her reaction piqued his interest. "Who is it? Who’s the devil?" He asked, his voice with a tinge of bitterness to it.

"Is she seeing someone else?" he asked himself.

Her face turned pale and she clenched her fist and yelled, "It’s my Dad!"

"Ohhh! The real daddy?" He teases her, his words with a tinge of doubt about whether she’s telling the truth.

He grins eerily, took the whipped cream and sprayed a good amount of it onto her private part. He then showed her that he was answering the call, putting it on speaker phone and left it beside her.

Her face turned white as a ghost, she began to tremble and her heart was pounding.

"He..lo.. L..t.o. Di..n..e," an incoherent man can be heard on the other line. You could say he’s too drunk to speak.

"Hello, Dad.