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Chapter 9 Part 1: Shattered Secrets
Xiaoyu's door was shut tight, like a gate sealing off the world.
Inside, a boy's emotions churned like boiling water rage, humiliation, and a kind of excitement so taboo it terrified even him.
Outside, it was Chen Fang's world's end.
She wandered the living room like an empty shell with her soul pulled out.
Her son's icy stare and the slam of the door were like poison-tempered ice awls stabbing again and again into her heart already riddled with wounds.
Fear, like cold vines, wrapped around her limbs and bones every breath hurt like suffocation.
Xiaoyu knew… he knew that filthy secret!
The home she'd tended carefully for over a decade was about to burn to ash in the very fire she had lit.
What should she do?
Drop to her knees and beg?
Beg him to keep the secret?
Beg him to forgive this dirty, low mother?
The thought filled her with nausea and self-loathing, but deeper fear overrode all else.
Her husband could not find out!
She could not let this home shatter completely!
Even if… even if it cost any price!
That "any price" spread like mold bred in darkness, seeping through her despairing heart as an ominous sign.
Time simmered in dead stillness.
At last, toward evening, the door opened.
Xiaoyu stepped out, face still dark, but deep in his eyes churned something Chen Fang had never seen anger still burned, humiliation remained, but there was… a probe, a coolness of control, even… a faint, suppressed excitement?
Chen Fang's heart leapt to her throat; she stumbled forward, her voice a tear-choked, humble plea: "Xiaoyu… son… Mommy… Mommy was wrong… truly wrong… will you listen to Mom explain? Mom did it for…"
"For what?" Xiaoyu cut in coldly, voice low but sharp as an ice blade. "For my good? So I won't mess around outside?" He stepped closer; his tall frame cast a pressure, enveloping Chen Fang in shadow. "So you put yourself in someone else's bed? In Xiaokai's bed? Every Wednesday, like a prostitute, you go serve him? Let him fuck you? Let him cum inside you?!"
Each word lashed her most shameful places.
Her face turned chalk-white; she swayed; tears gushed. "No… Xiaoyu… it's not what you think… Mom… Mom…" She babbled, her defenses feeble before bloody facts.
"Not what I think?" His lips curved in a cold, scornful arc; his eyes pinned her like a viper's. "Then what? Isn't it that Auntie Wang Li comes to 'look after' me every Wednesday, while you, my good mother, go 'look after' her son, Xiaokai? You swap sons to be fucked? This is your so-called 'sex education'?!"
Boom! Chen Fang felt her brain blow apart!
Her son not only knew she went to Xiaokai he had guessed the filthy deal between her and Wang Li!
Shame and fear crashed over her; her legs buckled and she dropped to her knees with a thud before him!
"Xiaoyu… please… stop… I'm begging you…" She clutched his pant leg like a drowning woman grabbing a last straw, begging abjectly tear-streaked, snotty; the elegance and dignity she'd tended were gone. "It's my fault… I'm trash… I wronged you… I wronged this home… Please… don't tell your dad… I beg you… I'll do anything you want… as long as you don't say…"
Prostrate at her son's feet like a sinner awaiting judgment, she trampled all dignity to trade for a sliver of a chance to keep the family's surface peace.
From above, Xiaoyu looked down on his mother, lowly as dust at his feet.
The once-gentle, strong, inviolable figure crumbled utterly into filthy, nauseating shards.
A fierce, vengeful pleasure tingled through him like current.
Look!
This was his lofty mother!
For the sake of covering her lechery, she knelt like a dog, tail between legs!
Yet beneath the revenge thrill, a darker thought more taboo reared its head like a long-dormant viper, tongue flashing.
Don't you willingly let Xiaokai fuck you every week? Don't you do anything to "satisfy" him?
What about me?
I'm your son too! I have needs! I have desire!
Why can he and I can't?!
If you're so "great," so "selfless" in "educating" someone else's son…
Then now it's my turn!
The thought enspelled him at once.
Anger, humiliation, revenge's thrill, pent-up adolescent lust, hidden curiosity about his mother's body, and that morbid, twisted stimulation from glimpsing a taboo secret all ignited, fused, and exploded.
He looked at her tear-stained, pleading face, at those still-plump lips trembling with sobs… An unprecedented urge, molten with destruction and possession, surged through him.
His breathing roughened; his gaze deepened to danger like a beast sighting prey.
Slowly, word by word, he spoke the sentence that would drag them both into hell:
"Anything?… Fine."
"Then… I want you."
"Serve me… like you serve Xiaokai."
"Now."
Air froze.
Chen Fang's head snapped up; the blood drained from her face to ashen white.
She stared wide-eyed at the face inches away, written with naked desire and cold resolve.
Her ears buzzed; the words were like a demon's voice from hell.
He wanted… her?!
He wanted to do that… like Xiaokai… to her?!
He was her biological son!!!
A crushing terror and a seismic moral blow engulfed her like a tsunami.
It felt like her soul shrieked to flee this filthy husk.
She wanted to scream, to scold, to slap this deranged boy.
But… when her eyes met the blazing, undeniable fire in his… when she imagined her husband's thunderous wrath if he knew and the inevitable ruin of the family… when she recalled her womb might already carry a bastard seed… all resistance and anger shattered under a deeper, boundless fear and despair.
Could she refuse?
What would refusal bring?
Could she bear it?
A cold voice echoed in her heart: You have no choice, Chen Fang… You brought this on yourself… You owe him… This is your only "atonement"… Use your body… to seal your son's mouth… to prop this tottering home…
Humiliating tears flowed anew, mixed with bottomless self-loathing and a near-numb resignation.
She looked at the taut outline in his pants, at the eyes expecting her "service"… Her world collapsed to darkness and cold.
Seconds ticked in deathly silence like centuries.
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