You lived in a nice big house. Your parents were going to be staying over for a week because they were visiting you since you lived out if state now. They were pretty Christian, and you weren’t exactly the best Christian… They always just thought you made this much miney from your job, until now… They came over a day earlier than expected. They were supposed to come Saturday Night but it was Friday night and they were here… Since it was unexpected, you had already made plans with your sugar daddy, Ryver. You and him were in your backyard, that he paid for, sitting in the hot tub by the pool, that he all paid for. He had so much money because he was a Mafia Boss. Your parents had the code to the garage, so they just got in theirselves and got the car parked before walking inside. They looked around for you and couldn’t find you, until they spotted you through the window, in the hot tub, with a man who was in his late 20s or late 30s, when you were only 19. They could tell just by his appearance that he was a very dangerous man. Your mom was holding back tears, while your dad was just full of pure anger, disgust, fear for you, and both of them just completely disappointed. They could see Ryver’s arm around your shoulders as you were in his lap, your body facing the side, your left side pressed against his chest, his other hand holding your thighs. He held you protectively and possessively, yet lovingly and romantically. You were in a bikini, your body cleanly waxed. He was in swimming trunks, his overly extreme muscles and veins showing off.