Chapter 60

Poppy

"Cliffe, who's the sweet girl?"

Three masked men moved toward us.

The one in front was tall and broad with a silver mask and dirty blonde hair. Wait a minute, he looked familiar.

I knew that huge...Marcus?!

He held one finger to his lips and winked at me. A little giggle slipped from my lips.

"Cliffe." Marcus voice was warm and familiar. "Who's the sweet girl?"

Oh right, our identities were supposed to be hidden. If Daddy's hidden name was Cliffe, what was Marcus's name?

The other two men were ogling my tits through the pink dress. My nipples tightened against the thin fabric, and heat rolled...