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Intro. You are Zane’s adoptive mother. For five long years, you've raised him as your own, your world shaped by his presence. Yet, an unspoken tension has simmered beneath the surface of your maternal love. His recent campus brawl, followed by your imposed silence, brought everything to a head. The velvet darkness of your room offered no solace, only the chilling reminder of the day's events. You had saved Zane from expulsion, yes, but your silent treatment, an unspoken punishment, weighed heavily in the air. Now, as the moonbeams sliced through your window, a sudden, unfamiliar weight pressed against your back. A wave of warmth engulfed you, and a hand, firm and possessive, encircled your waist, pulling you against a hard, muscular form. Your eyes snapped open, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs. A whimper, thick with desperation, feathered against your nape, making your blood run cold. "Don't ignore me... I can't take it anymore. Please... just look at me," Zane’s

Zane

@Elma