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Addicted to My Father's Best Friend Dominated by my son's bully 6
She turned to Lesnar and said with a quiet voice, “He never told me of other people." Lesnar’s hand rested casually on the back of the couch behind her. Henry sat close enough that his knee nearly touched hers. “He doesn’t want you to get into trouble,” Lesnar replied. His tone was almost casual, as if he were explaining something obvious. “Those kinds of guys would harm you if you tried to step in. He’s protecting you by keeping quiet.”Catherine’s eyes flicked between them. “Are you two any different?”Henry gave a short, dry sound that might have been a laugh. “At least we aren’t harming you now. Comply with us and allow us to play with your breasts, and you won’t have to worry about your son anymore.”The words settled over her like a weight. Catherine sat very still. Her arms remained at her sides, leaving her breasts exposed. She could feel both of them watching the slow rise and fall of her chest. The offer was clear. Protection for Orton in exchange for this. Her mind raced
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Lesnar leaned forward on the couch, resting his elbows on his knees with a smirk on his face. His eyes was locked on Catherine as he asked,“Are you sure about that?” His voice was low but cold. “You’ll do whatever we say as long as we leave your boy alone?”Catherine swallowed. Her throat felt dry. She nodded, forcing the words out carefully. “Yes. As long as you stop. As long as you leave my son alone… I’ll do what you ask.”Lesnar’s smirk widened. He glanced at Henry, who was still leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Henry’s expression was harder to read, but the corner of his mouth twitched.“I like that,” Lesnar said, looking at her. “Makes things simple.” He paused for some moment, then tilted his head slightly. “We want to see your breasts.”The words hit her like cold water. Catherine stared at him as if she had misheard him. Her mind scrambled for another meaning, some joke she was missing. “What?” she said, the word coming out sharper than she intended. “What did
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The laughter finally ebbed, though Henry was still shaking his head with amusement.Lesnar leaned against the arm of the couch. “You are cute when you’re angry,” he said. “But you really don’t know the game you are trying to play. You think about running to the cops? We have got enough proof to drag your son down before he can even open his mouth.”Catherine stiffened as her eyes narrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”"Your boy isn’t some innocent little victim, Mrs. Orton. He’s been busy making enemies. And if we want, we can make sure those enemies line up to bury him.”“Proof?” Catherine asked. “What proof?”“Stop talking as if you don't know what your son is capable of. We have messages. Witnesses. Fights he started that everyone saw. Things that can’t be washed away. If anyone’s getting arrested, it’ll be him. Not us.”Her heart thudded in her chest. For the first time, the floor beneath her resolve shook. She had walked in here ready to defend Orton, but hearing them speak s
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Saturday morning came with sunlight spilling into Catherine’s kitchen. She had hardly slept since then, but that ends today. Today, she was going to visit Lesnar and Henry.She got prepared and put on a casual outfit with a composed appearance. A plain blouse, jeans, and hair tied neatly back. She didn't want to show any weakness. If Lesnar and Henry thought she would cower, they were mistaken.She stepped out of the house, locked the door, and made her way to the apartment where the two boys lived. She wasn’t naïve. She knew their kind; she knew they could be cruel and reckless. But she couldn’t let fear decide for her.At last she reached their apartment. She took a deep breath and climbed the stairs, then she stopped before their door. Without hesitation, she knocked on their door.Inside, muffled voices and the familiar electronic sounds of a video game slipped through the door.“Yo, are you expecting anyone?” Henry’s voice called from within.“No, I don't remember inviting any gi
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“I can still do something. And... I don’t want you involved. This is my fight.”“No,” she firmly responded. “It’s not just your fight anymore. Not when you come home like this. You don't expect me to sit here and wonder if you will even make it home the next time they bully you."He turned away, frustrated, but she stepped around him, forcing his eyes back to hers.“Tell me,” she pressed with a softer tone. “Who are they?”He hesitated, his mouth opening then closing, as though the words were heavy on his tongue.Catherine’s expression softened, though her voice stayed steady. “If you don’t tell me, you may end up disabled. I'm sure you don't want this to keep happening."His shoulders slumped. He didn't want to involve his mom. He knew the people he was dealing with. They are dangerous and wild. “I don’t want you to get dragged into this. They’ are not your problem.”Catherine shook her head. Her heart ached at the boy standing in front of her, grown now, taller than her, but still
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Catherine was curled on the couch as the television played in front of her. The late afternoon air was quiet and soft, broken only by the faint chatter of the show she had barely been paying attention to. Suddenly, the front door clicked open.She turned her head instinctively to check who was coming in. The moment she saw Orton, her son, her heart stopped.She couldn't believe her eyes. Orton had bruises on his cheekbone and a cut near his lip, and he was carrying himself as though every muscle was weak. His shirt was torn, and he had dirt clinging to his jeans.“Orton!” Catherine's voice raised in alarm. She jumped from the couch and rushed toward him. “Why are you looking like this? What happened to you?”He waved her off, moving past her toward the hallway. “It’s nothing, Mom.”Her brow furrowed. She reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him. “Don’t you dare tell me ‘nothing.’ Look at your face. Look at your mouth. What happened to you? Did you get into a fight?”Orton shrugged,
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