Biological father

Daisy did not want to protect Angel to the extent that she did not even get to see the world. There will always be dangers but that did not mean that she would be keeping the little girl locked in the house forever.

''Little princess, come out, we are going to play.'' 

''Play... play? Raeeel...'' 

When Angel heard Ryle's voice, she stumbled towards him with a few little dresses hanging from both her shoulders. She looked at her mother warily as if afraid that she was still angry and slowly bumped into Ryle's knees. 

Ryle did not waste a second in hoisting the girl up in the air. 

As she giggled, she raised both her hands as if she was flying and the dresses in her hand started falling on the floor. 

But suddenly, Ryle's vision went dark as something covered his eyes as well. He grabbed the thing and looked at it, only to be greeted by the sight of a black lacy bra.