RAPHEAL My Prada shoes clung to my feet in a fitting manner, I stared at my reflection at the elevator and it dawned on me that I was well dressed for the horror I was about to inflict on my people. But Maximum was had already bitten more than he could chew. And this time, my mom can't save him. Past memories flooded in and I remember the first time I laid my eyes on him, at my dad's funeral. At the time, I was eighteen, clearly old enough to understand that the way he comforted my mom was anything but formal. My fears were confirmed when I had caught him pounding her in our massive back pool. But when I confronted him, my mom shamelessly took his side. Soon afterwards, he joined our group after my introduction. I didn't suspect anything at first, until he began giving weird ideas about getting married to my mom. Thankfully, she wasn't so lovestruck to give in to his ideas. Being a minor then, the entire business was under her grasp and she wouldn't trade that
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