"Although I am the daughter of the Demon King, my father actually has countless sons and daughters. I am just a daughter born to him and a succubus. Succubi are considered low-level creatures among intelligent demons...so no one cares about us. After my mother passed away, I was locked up in the palace. I didn't dare to go out...my siblings would not hesitate to kill their own brothers and sisters for the position of the Demon King, and I was no exception. I didn't have any fighting abilities, so I was very scared...no one took care of me, and no one protected me...until my father was killed, I was always alone..."

The curtain that blocked the light could not block the coldness coming from the underground. At the coldest time of the night, the ancient coldness from the ground under our feet slowly seeped out, making our small cell extremely cold. Neither she nor I had any warm clothes or blankets. All I could do was to hold her tightly in my arms to prevent her from freezing to death.

I was shivering from the cold as well, but her warmth radiated from the young girl in my arms. This little demon girl seemed to have a higher body temperature than normal humans. People say that daughters are like cotton jackets for their fathers, and it seems to be true. However, I'm not her father, but it's close enough at this moment.

We huddled closely together, and the girl gently told me her past. To my surprise, the daughter of the Demon King didn't receive much love from him. She was more like a discarded chess piece. Her past in the Demon King's castle was not much different from her current situation here, both being despised and abused by others.

Looking at the small figure curled up in my arms, I couldn't help but hold her even tighter. She sobbed softly and then hugged my waist even tighter, "No one has ever protected me like this...no one has ever cared about me... not even willing to talk to me...I spent every day in that palace watching the birds fly, looking forward to the day when I could finally leave..." The girl leaned her head against my chest, letting out a contented sigh, her hands wrapped around my back with some difficulty, holding on tightly. She closed her eyes and whispered, "You...you're like my father in my dreams...protecting me, taking care of me, allowing me to rely on you...your chest is so warm, it's as if I don't have to worry about the terrible things outside... If it's okay...can I call you 'Dad'?"

Holding the girl in front of me, my throat felt a lump. Although I knew she was serious, this sudden address left me at a loss. I hadn't even had a girlfriend yet, let alone a daughter.

Before I had a chance to respond, the girl in my arms suddenly climbed up and kissed my forehead with a smile, whispering, "I am a succubus after all...so there's no choice...Father...no matter what you think, I have nowhere else to go. Please let me stay by your side...Dad...my name is Lia. From now on...please allow me to call you Dad."

I didn't reply directly but stroked her head instead. She understood my intention, and the corner of her mouth curved into a blissful smile. She lightly grasped the clothes on my chest and then slowly closed her eyes. I patted her head and whispered in her ear, "Go to sleep, Lia."

"Mhm..." Lia responded like a cat as I stroked her head. The experiences she had today were too much and too tragic for a young girl. Her body still bore the bruises left by being choked. I couldn't understand why Vilvy and Queen Sissi had treated her so cruelly. She clearly hadn't done anything wrong, but was it just because of her birth that she had to face such a brutal punishment?

I believe that individuals should be punished for their actions, not their race. It seems that humans are now doing what they once hated the most.

Today, not only Lia in my arms but also I had gone through so much. As soon as I arrived here, I was dragged away like a war trophy, thrown on the ground three times headfirst, and almost lost my basic dignity as a human being by being treated like a dog. Then immediately afterward, I was thrown into this cell. I never thought my modern body could endure all this. I feel like I can withstand anything in the future.I can't afford to get sick; if I do, there would be no one to take care of me, and I might die. Besides, I need to take care of my newly acquired daughter. Now, it's just the two of us, and we must support each other because we are a family.

I have never been a father and don't know if I can be a good one, but I want to try.

In my drowsy state, I gradually fell into a dream. To be honest, I didn't sleep very soundly, waking up from time to time and then falling asleep again. After a while, I felt something heavy and hot on my body. How could I possibly feel this warmth in my cell, which was as cold as an icehouse? Plus, even if I was holding my daughter Lia in my arms, she was just a little girl; how could she be this heavy?

I also felt like I was suffocating, as if something was blocking my nose, making it difficult to breathe. What could it be?

I opened my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. No, not darkness, but something covering my face, with a faint outline of a body. My heart sank. How could this be happening? I was sure that I was holding my daughter, who would only be nine years old in human terms, and hadn't developed yet. Who was on top of me?!

Suddenly, I heard a panting sound above me, coming from right next to my ear. My body went numb, and I realized that something wasn't right. What was going on with this intense response? Was this some kind of mental control?

She seemed uncomfortable, her enlarged body feeling constrained by my embrace. She struggled to kick me away, or rather, to move closer to me, twisting her body. I didn't want to do anything, but there was always some contact between us.

At that moment, the voice above my head spoke again, causing my body to stiffen. I stared blankly at the beauty before me, my previous desire vanishing in an instant. I quickly grabbed her shoulders and sat up, while the woman in front of me rubbed her eyes, puzzledly looking at me. She had silver short hair, some strands stuck to her face, and was completely naked. Her body emitted a faint glow, and my handprints remained on her. She had no belly button, and in its place was a heart-shaped black mark like a tattoo, extending to her waist and wrapping around.

"Dad...what's wrong?"

The woman in front of me asked, rubbing her eyes while carrying a tired and puzzled expression. I stared at her in shock, not knowing what to say. She tilted her head, then lazily embraced my head again, her body once again pressing against mine. Her chest buried my face, and she closed her eyes, contentedly murmuring, "If nothing's wrong, I want to sleep... Dad's body is so warm and fragrant... I want to sleep more... But Dad, can you not hold me so tight? Lia feels hot..."

Oh, right...

Lia...

But...

She's a succubus after all...

As far as I know, in this world's settings, succubi charm male humans to get what they need for their lives. But I think Lia seems different. She hasn't directly attacked me, is it because she knows that I am her father? Or, has she not fully awakened to her succubus nature? Her actions now may be just instinct, not knowing what to do...

But do succubi transform at night?

I feel like I'm going crazy. This is my daughter, who calls me dad! She is still a child, about nine years old! No matter how depraved I am, I could never lay a hand on a little girl, especially one who calls me dad!

This is a bottom line!

I closed my eyes tightly, but the sensation of our close contact would never disappear. I clenched my fists tightly against the ground, using the pain to remind myself to stay controlled. But every breath I took carried Lia's seductive scent, and every time she breathed, her intoxicating curves brushed against my face. The sensation made me want to die; I wanted so badly to do something, but I couldn't!

I sat up again, shaking Lia in front of me. This time, Lia looked at me with some anger. I looked into Lia's face and said seriously, "Listen, Lia, I don't know if you realize it, but for your sake and mine, I don't think we can sleep like this anymore. We need to separate; you sleep on this side, and I'll sleep on that side.""Daddy... Did Lia do something wrong?"

Lia's mouth suddenly turned down, and she grabbed my chest tightly with a sobbing tone, trembling and saying, "Daddy... please don't abandon Lia... please... don't dislike Lia... Lia... Lia... Lia won't bother daddy... please... don't drive Lia away..."

"Ah... that's not what I meant... uh... well... let's change our position..."

I really can't stand the crying of my daughter in front of me, I don't know whether it's because of my overflowing fatherly love or the innate charming ability of the succubus, making me unable to resist my daughter's crying. I lay down on my side, reached out and pulled Lia down on her side too, pressed her head against my chest, and then held her in my arms, so that there would be no particularly outrageous actions...

Well, Lia very easily and tightly wrapped her legs and arms around me. Lia seemed to be very happy in this position, she giggled, rubbed her head hard against my chest and whispered:" Why is daddy's embrace so warm? Although we are meeting for the first time, I feel so at ease by your side... feels like I won't be afraid of anything..."

"Maybe it's because we are destined to be father and daughter..."

I patted her head, my burning emotions calmed down a bit, patting is much more calming than doing **, I cannot do that sort of thing, absolutely not, no matter how you look at it, this girl called me daddy, I absolutely cannot do such a thing!

In a daze, I fell asleep once again, perhaps this time with the familiar warmth in my arms, so this time, I slept especially peacefully...