>>5912535>>5912585>>5912587>>5912764>>5912801A flicker of pity stirs within you. Despite everything, he's still your dad. And if the demon's words hold any truth, he was cursed to be a fuck up by the pact your great-grandfather made to learn black magic, dooming your lineage to succumb to base desires. You recognize a parallel in your own actions; when presented with the opportunity to exert control over your crush, you, too, failed to resist the allure of dark temptations and sexual desires. Yet, the actions of your father, while morally reprehensible, aren't technically illegal. His adulterous relationships with his personal assistant and foreign sex workers were consensual transactions, driven by money and need rather than threats or violence. It was a sordid misuse of his position, yes, a betrayal of trust, but not a crime in the eyes of the law. Nevertheless, he must face consequences. The web of lies, the adultery, and the sheer depravity of his sexual roleplaying cannot go unchecked, not if you intend to uphold the principles of a grey mage. Your duty, as you see it, is to correct the wrongs, to impose a measure of justice on those who sin. "Deposit fifty thousand dollars in this account," you command, designating the account of his personal assistant, whom you've chosen as your point-person and go-between. "I'll keep your fuck ups under wraps for the moment. But cross the line again, and you'll face the full extent of your sins." Your father complies without protest, transferring the funds as you've ordered. "Thank you," he murmurs, a shadow of gratitude in his voice. Though he doesn't address you as 'master', the deference in his actions makes it clear. He is entirely at your mercy, a man subdued not just by the threat of exposure, but by the invisible chains of the dark magic you wield over him.
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