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Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Falling Apart: Between Was and Will.

"Peter, I raised you for sixteen years. I worked double shifts at the hospital, missed family dinners, sacrificed everything to give you and your sisters a decent life." Her voice was shaking now. "I took you in when your mother died, loved you like my own son, never asked for anything in return except that you’d grow up to be a good man."

’She was talking about my biological mother. The escort who died giving birth to me.’

"I didn’t work myself to exhaustion so you could learn to use women for their money," she continued, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I didn’t give you everything I had so you wouldn’t become..."

She stopped, unable to finish the sentence, but I knew what she was thinking.

’So, I wouldn’t become like my mother. Someone who took money for intimate services.’

The words hung in the air between us, unspoken but understood. In her mind, I was following in my biological mother’s footsteps—using my body, my charm, my relationships for financial gain. The irony was so thick I could choke on it.

’She thinks I was becoming exactly what my birth mother was. Someone who traded intimacy for money.’

"Mom—" I started, my voice cracking.

"No," she cut me off, tears now flowing freely. "Look at those bags, Peter. Look at them and tell me you paid for any of that with money you actually earned through honest work."

’I literally couldn’t do that without explaining supernatural seduction systems and cosmic point economies. Truthfully, even if i wanted to pay Madison wouldn’t have allowed and the price too...’

The silence stretched between us, filled with all the truths I couldn’t speak and all the assumptions she was making that I couldn’t correct.

"I see your mother in you sometimes," she whispered, and the words hit like a physical blow. "In your eyes, in the way you move. And I’ve always been terrified that one day..."

She couldn’t finish, but she didn’t need to.

She’d been waiting sixteen years for me to become what she feared most—a reflection of the woman who died bringing me into this world.

"I thought I could save you from that path," she said, sobbing now. "I thought if I loved you enough, if I gave you enough, you’d choose to be different."

She’d been fighting my genetics for sixteen years, trying to make sure I didn’t inherit my mother’s profession along with her DNA.

’I’m sorry mom, the universe had other plans and called me for a very unique purpose no one else but me can serve. For a greater good, sorry mom.’

The weight of her sacrifice hit me all at once. This woman had taken in the child of an escort, raised me as her own, worked herself to the bone to make sure I had opportunities my birth mother never did. And from her perspective, I’d just thrown it all away for designer clothes and a rich girlfriend.

’Everything she’d feared is coming true, and I couldn’t explain why she was wrong without sounding insane.’

"What’s next, Peter?" she asked through her tears. "Are you going to start expecting her to pay for everything? Your college? Your future? Is this who you want to be?"

She was painting a picture of me as someone who gave up his integrity for easy money, and I couldn’t defend myself. Not today, not now. Maybe not ever?

The lecture continued, each word a knife to my chest. She talked about self-respect, about taking advantage of people, about how money changed people in ways they didn’t even realize. Every sentence was delivered through tears of disappointment and fear.

My mother was watching me become everything she’d tried to save me from.

Finally, when she’d said everything, she needed to say, when her voice was hoarse from crying and her eyes were red with exhaustion, she looked at me with the kind of heartbreak that only came from watching someone you loved... disappoint you completely.

"I’m sorry," I told her, because it was the only thing I could say that wouldn’t make this worse. "You’re right. I should be more careful."

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