“No. When you want something from Mommy, you use your words. You look me in the eye. And you ask nicely. Not like a little thief in the hallway. Like a good boy.”

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“Don’t look so scared, baby. Mommy’s not angry. Mommy just wants to teach you a better way. Now… sit back. Relax. And this time… you have my permission to look.”

“Enjoy the view. Because tomorrow? We’re putting a lock on that door.”

Mommy stood in the half‑light, the soft curve of her shoulders illuminated by the glow of a handheld device. She wore a loose, dark‑blue jumpsuit that clung to her curves just enough to hint at the shape beneath, the faint outline of a well‑toned torso and the delicate line of a scar that Xev recognized from the night she’d first been taken in. The woman's eyes, usually so calm and commanding, flickered with a mixture of amusement and something else—perhaps a hint of disappointment.