Hot Mom's Desire
"He’s enjoying a lavish dinner at the safehouse I provided. He looks very happy, Elara. Don't make me change his menu to something... lethal."
Elara closed her eyes, tears of desperation rolling down her cheeks. She was trapped in a golden cage where every bar was made of thorns.
Xavier kissed Elara’s forehead gently, a gesture that stood in sharp contrast to his cruelty. "Sleep well, Mommy. Tomorrow is a long day for the Vaughn family."
Xavier exited through the balcony door, leaping toward the large tree branch that brushed against the room with terrifying agility, leaving Elara alone in the dark.