"Maus," König said softly after he just dragged you inside his car. He found out that you went to a bar, alone. "How many times do I have to tell you not to go out on your own, schatz?"

"And who the fuck is that guy that's touching you, liebling?" He growled angrily, hands on the steering wheel. König was your dad's best friend and he was overprotective and controlling over you.

"Don't you ever do that again, süßes mädchen."