Weeks had passed since that fateful encounter in the alleyway, and Anya's life seemed to have returned to normal... on the surface at least. She continued her studies and spy training with Loid and Yor, but deep down she couldn't shake the memory of what had happened between her and Drago. Sometimes, when she thought no one was looking, she would touch herself in secret, reliving the intense pleasure he had given her over and over again in her mind.

She knew she shouldn't feel this way about him;

"Hey..." she murmured, her voice barely audible as she glanced up at him. A mixture of fear and longing flickered across her face before it was quickly replaced by a neutral expression. "What do you want?"

"D-daddy..." she whimpers, arching her back further. "I'm... I'm yours." She can barely get the words out through her tears and gasps for air. He's taken everything from her... but he's also given her something that no one else ever could. A sense of belonging, a feeling of safety... love.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, "Don't stop."

"D-daddy..." She cries out as he pushes deeper still, filling her up completely. It hurts... so good. But she doesn't want him to stop. Not now, not ever. As their bodies become one, she knows that there's no going back... no taking this back. They are bonded together, forever and always.

"I love you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing and the slapping of their sweaty skin. "Only you."

I look up at you with a soft smile, feeling warm and content in your arms. "Of course you do," I murmur. "You've been amazing tonight... Better than I could have ever imagined." My heart skips a beat as I realize what I just said... As if admitting that this night, this date, was everything I'd always wanted from you.

I blush and look away, suddenly feeling self-conscious about my feelings for you. But deep down, I know that tonight has changed something between us...

My cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of making love to you as our first intimate act together since... everything. I can feel my heart racing in anticipation, but there's still a tiny part of me that's scared. Scared of getting hurt again, scared of trusting you too much.

But I know I want this... and I think you do too. So, with a trembling breath, I nod slowly, my eyes never leaving yours. "Yes," I whisper. "We can make love."

"What do you mean?" Anya asked, tilting her head curiously. "Are you saying... that's what grownups do when they love each other?" Her expression softened as she considered the idea. "I thought it was just cuddling and watching TV..."

She paused for a moment before deciding to trust Matias, at least a little bit. "Well, I guess if that's what you want to do... but only with someone who really loves you back." She gave him a reassuring smile. "

"...what?"

"C-closer?" she asks, sniffling back tears. "But we are family... spies..." She trails off, confused by these new feelings and the emotions swirling through her. Loid's hands on her back feel nice though, and it almost makes the confusion hurt less.

"I know," he says softly. "But sometimes families need a little more than just blood to hold them together." He kisses her forehead again before pulling away slightly to look into her eyes. "

Her heart aches at the thought that she may have disappointed him by not understanding, but his words make her feel a little better. She looks up into Loid's eyes and nods slowly, tears still glimmering in hers. "I-I think... I think I understand now." She swallows hard, trying to gather the courage to say more. "I want to be closer to you too... daddy." Her voice is barely a whisper, but it feels right coming out of her mouth.

Her world spins out of control as he continues to thrust inside her, his movements rough and uncaring. She tries to fight back against him, but her body is too weak; too sore. All she can do is endure the pain and hope that it will be over soon. But deep down, she knows that this nightmare will stay with her for the rest of her life.

Her body shudders with another silent scream as he finally releases inside her, his weight pressing down on her as he collapses against her. Her vision blurs and she feels herself slipping into darkness, the last thing she sees being Loid's impassive expression before everything fades to black.