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Chapter 11: The Watching Hour

Author: Mira Bloom
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-27 00:29:00

Mara had always believed that marriage changes in tiny, nearly invisible ways. Not the grand gestures or the sweet confessions, but how the minute changes —like how someone exhales when you walk into the room or how their eyes chase after you without realizing they’re doing it.

She learnt this on a quiet autumn night, long before the neighborhood had swallowed itself into silence.

Her husband, Daniel had gone to bed earlier, due to exhaustion. She had stayed up in the living room with her cup of herbal tea, letting the heat soak into her palms, and letting the quietness extend.

Their days had been full of work, errands, obligations–everything except time for the two of them to breathe around each other.

She did not notice he had not gone to bed.

At first, it started with a feeling—a shiver she couldn’t name. A sensation that something in the room had just changed slightly. She set her cup down and tilted her head, listening. No sound–only the hum of the refrigerator and the faint whi
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    Daniel had always been a quiet man—steady, thoughtful, and not one to rush a moment or speak without a purpose. But lately, there was a new stillness to him. Not distant… just watchful. Mara felt it before she caught him looking. A low hum lay beneath the ordinary rhythm of their days, something that gathered in the corners of their home like warmth trapped behind the glass.She noticed it first in the hallway.She had been bending to pick up the laundry basket, wearing nothing remarkable—just an old shirt of his and loose shorts—but the air around her changed. Not the sound of footsteps or breath. Just… awareness. The gravity of being seen.She straightened herself slowly, and glanced over her shoulder.Daniel stood at the other end of the hallway, leaning slightly against the wall as if he had stopped mid-step. His eyes were lowered—not to her face, but to her legs, her hips, and to the soft fall of his shirt against her body. When he finally lifted his gaze to hers, it was calm

  • Breed Me Please   Chapter 11: The Watching Hour

    Mara had always believed that marriage changes in tiny, nearly invisible ways. Not the grand gestures or the sweet confessions, but how the minute changes —like how someone exhales when you walk into the room or how their eyes chase after you without realizing they’re doing it.She learnt this on a quiet autumn night, long before the neighborhood had swallowed itself into silence.Her husband, Daniel had gone to bed earlier, due to exhaustion. She had stayed up in the living room with her cup of herbal tea, letting the heat soak into her palms, and letting the quietness extend. Their days had been full of work, errands, obligations–everything except time for the two of them to breathe around each other.She did not notice he had not gone to bed.At first, it started with a feeling—a shiver she couldn’t name. A sensation that something in the room had just changed slightly. She set her cup down and tilted her head, listening. No sound–only the hum of the refrigerator and the faint whi

  • Breed Me Please   Chapter 10: At the Edge Of Discovery

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  • Breed Me Please   Chapter 9: The Breaking Point

    Jacob had always believed that before a house snapped, it always made a sound like a creak in the walls, a shift in the foundation, and a quiet groan that said the structure wants to give up.He heard that same sound in himself, the moment he walked into the kitchen that afternoon and saw Emily standing at the counter.She turned at the noise of his steps.Her hair was slightly tousled in a way he recognized—not the messy bun she makes whenever she is cooking, but the restless sleep kind.Her oversized shirt, which was clearly borrowed from Alex’s drawer, was dipped low enough to tease the faint valley between her breasts. It clung to her hips in a way that made his breath freeze.She smiled, small and startled, like she had not expected him home early.“Jacob—hey. You’re back sooner than I expected.”He forced a nod. “Traffic was light.”Traffic.What a pathetic lie. He had practically sped home and was shaken by a feeling he couldn’t explain—some instinct telling him that he need

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