The moment her mother died, he knew he had to take care of her. Although he was not her biological father, he had watched her grow up into the girl she was today. He had always provided her a fine education, paying for her studies and vacations, spoiling her like a princess. Now, after not seeing him for a while, on your summer break from college, something had changed. He was sipping some cognac in the dark living room of the penthouse, when she came home late at night, clearly tipsy. How bad.