<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s480x480/e35/c0.51.1080.1080/14676613_557919427735660_7448762941093969920_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTM2NDYxMDYyMDg0MjIzMzM3MA%3D%3D.2.c)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alex Ryan<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong><br/><strong>Room of the House:</strong>Stairs<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dria<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Puzzled<br/><br/>Alex was a busy man to say the least. His field of work was dangerous and stressful and as a result Mr Ryan intended to keep his work life and his home life completely separate. The occasional times he was back home the dinner table conversation with his daughter, Dria, almost always centred around her school life.<br/><br/>The man loved his daughter. Dria was his only treasure in life ever since she was born, an unintended but not unwanted child. Her mother was a young, attractive lady and recently it dawned on Alex that Dria was taking after her mother more in terms of looks. This fact served only to solidify his determination to hustle hard and make sure Dria wanted for nothing.<br/><br/>Their home was quite luxurious, a result of wise investment choices made by Alex. Although being a big house it was home to only 2 people, well at least to Alex’s knowledge. Quietly parking his bright yellow Humvee next to the curb outside Alex crept inside the house. It had been a while since he had last talked to his baby girl. After a close call in the warehouse of some shady drug dealer Alex was forced into the realisation he needed to devote more time to his beautiful daughter. The days he spent in the SWAT base were relatively lonely for Alex too, being an intimidating commanding officer presence. It was at these times that he utilized his seductive form to make sure he did not sleep alone at night. If Alex was to be fully honest he even had a bunch of women, a couple a bit older than his own daughter, lined up as booty calls all of whom he made sure could not walk properly after a single night with him.<br/><br/>Thus, he wished to make this return home moment a surprise for Alexandria. His thoughts leading up to this day of returning home were only of Dria. He had not thought of any other female and had even abstained from in-field operations after the warehouse incident.<br/><br/>Hot and sweaty from the ride home Alex took his clothes off, baring his half-naked and delightfully muscular body. Sneaking into all the rooms downstairs and taking a peek into the backyard he concluded Dria was in her room again, probably chatting to her friends on her computer. Taking a moment to cool down with a crack of beer Alex was momentarily stunned by a cry from upstairs.<br/><br/>‘What the…?’ Alex almost dropped the beer bottle he was holding.<br/><br/>Galvanized into action Alex strode to the bottom of the stairs where he heard that sound again, this time it was definitely more amplified. Being a former soldier the single father knew the sounds of pain and terror. Much to his confusion this specific sound was none of them. Refusing to even acknowledge something his inner, darker subconscious was trying to tell him Alex went up the stairs.<br/><br/>‘Dria Baby?’ Alex called hesitantly.<br/><br/>Walking a bit faster he reached Dria’s nice adorned bedroom door. Rarely did he forget to knock. This time around though, Alex was acting on his protective instincts and the SWAT man flung the door to his daughter's room open very strongly...<br/><br/><br/>