Clank! Clank!

Soft sounds of plates filled the kitchen as Maria casually arranged breakfast, carefully setting the table with the food she had prepared.

Yet despite her steady hands, there was a faint tremble she couldn’t fully hide. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Her movements slowed for a moment.

’It’s nothing...I should just let it go, right?’

She bit her lip lightly, her cheeks already warming as the memories of last night lingered at the edge of her thoughts.

’What happened last night... it was a mistake. No... I-I don’t think it happened like that... it must’ve been a dre– No, there’s no way, my legs still ache from how he pounded me yesterday.’

A soft sound behind her made her pause...footsteps

She turned slightly just as Denzel appeared, calm and relaxed, as if nothing was unusual at all.

"Good morning," Maria said quickly, a little too quickly.

Denzel’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before he responded in a low, easy tone.

"Morning."

A brief silence settled between them, heavier than it should’ve been.

Maria focused back on the plates, trying to steady herself.

"U-Umm....How was your night dear son?" she asked carefully.

Denzel exhaled lightly.

"...Not much sleep...I was ehh...kept up from last night...couldn’t help but thinking what it’d have felt like if I didn’t stop...you know, like if I fucked you all night long." he admitted.

Maria glanced at him, unsure of what to say.

Another pause.

’Why does it feel like this... l-like I can’t act normal around him?’

Denzel stepped a little closer, stopping beside her.

’It had to be a dream, right? Because if it wasn’t, then why did I feel...no, why did I completely submit to him? Or was, was I... was I just loving it.’

And just right then-

Spank!

A loud spank sounded right on her ass, instantly rippling her protruding buttocks.

Instantly, without her control she could feel a soft moan almost slip past her lip, which had already began to tremble.

Maria turned slightly, sighting Denzel behind her, his jaw against her chin, as his hand was firmly rested on her fat ass, taking several squeezes of it as though it was his. Although at this point, it was.

His skill wasn’t even on. He had done this with the full consent of his mind, completely confident that at this point, she was his bitch. And her failure to react had proven that truly, she was his.

"Denzel...we really shouldn’t " Maria began, her voice trailing off.

He exhaled slowly, already sensing where she was going.

"Seriously? That’s what she’s still thinking about, mum?" he muttered to her, not offended...just slightly incredulous as he took another squeeze of her ass, pressing his slight arousal against her plush skin.

Before he could respond, a voice came from behind him.

"Mom?"

It was Sophia.

The door swung open fully, the sound cutting cleanly through the moment. Denzel immediately released a quiet breath and eased his hold on Maria, stepping back from her personal space. He moved away from her and walked calmly toward the dining table, taking a seat as if nothing had happened.

Maria remained where she stood, head slightly lowered, her composure still unsteady.

Sophia stepped further into the room, her gaze shifting between them.

"Good morning, Mom." she said softly.

The atmosphere lingered with an awkward stillness, as if the room itself hadn’t fully recovered from what had just passed.

Sophia’s voice broke the lingering tension in the room.

"Mom?"

It was enough to pull Maria fully out of her daze. She blinked, her expression softening as the earlier haze faded from her eyes. A faint blush still lingered on her cheeks, but she quickly composed herself and turned toward her daughter.

Her lips curved into a gentle smile.

"My daughter, good morning." Maria said warmly.

She stepped closer, extending a hand to lightly brush Sophia’s side in an affectionate gesture. "How are you doing?"

"I’m good... I’m good...I slept like an absolute baby last night" Sophia replied.

Hearing this, Denzel smirked a bit.

’Hmm...I find that insulting...maybe I should have made dear mum scream louder yesterday.’

"How are you?" Sophia added.

Maria nodded slowly, studying her face for a moment. "I’m fine. You look...happier today. What’s going on?"

Sophia hesitated, then her face brightened into a small, excited smile. "I was going to keep it a surprise, but Denzel got me a gift."

Maria paused, her gaze shifting toward him. "A gift?"

"Yes." Sophia said quickly. "He bought me clothes. They’re really beautiful, especially when on me, ma."

’Mmm...sassy Sophia...perhaps she deserves a feel of my cock...’ Denzel thought whilst still presenting his all top innocent face.

Maria’s eyes lingered on Denzel for a moment, taking in his calm expression and faint, confident smile.

Denzel leaned back slightly in his seat, speaking casually. "It’s nothing much. Just a small token. She’s my sister you know."

He said it lightly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Maria nodded slowly, her expression softening again. "Well... that’s...that’s very thoughtful of you."

Sophia’s cheeks warmed slightly as she looked between them.

"Yes...thank you, Denzel. Thank you, Mom."

Maria smiled. "Alright then. Why don’t you bring it so we can see?"

Denzel gave a small nod. "Go ahead, Sophia. Show her."

"Okay," Sophia said, already turning toward her room.

As she disappeared down the hallway, Denzel remained seated, arms loosely crossed, watching the moment settle into calm normalcy once more.

’This is it, the exact persona I have to give to this targets- a loving brother and son...hehe...everything’s coming up Denzel.’

Denzel let out a final sigh, the thought lingering in his mind like a fading echo he couldn’t quite shake.

***

As the morning progressed, things gradually settled. Whatever tension had existed earlier dissolved into routine, and soon the household moved on to its daily rhythm. One by one, they wrapped up the morning’s activities and prepared to head out for the day.

Denzel already had his plans laid out.

He hadn’t been the type to drift through days aimlessly....not today, not anymore. There was too much ahead, too many things quietly waiting for him to handle.

Restlessness wasn’t an option.

Today was another day of work. However, he had no idea that what awaited him today was going change his coming fate.