Page 125 of Dr. Damaged Protector

He clearly didn't love me, but I needed to secure as much wealth as I could. So, I got pregnant. It was a sign for him to settle down, so we got married. But that wasn't the end. I knew the kind of man he was and what he was capable of if he put his mind to it.

So, while having more kids, I gave him ideas and connected him to some people. He handled the rest, building his wealth into a multi-billion-dollar empire. He believed in a major contributor to his wealth, so after my fourth child, I was free to go. To be honest, I could have stopped with two as the first two looked exactly like their parents.

But James’ good bed technique kept me coming back. Even after we divorced, I would visit the manor to discuss business and get dicked. The divorce earned me around ten billion dollars - good enough to fund my ventures.

I expanded the syndicate to various ends of Richmond to ensure I had absolute and complete control. Being the most powerful woman in the entire state, I didn't have to bother taking care of the children. I did my best for them, however, through scoldings and yelling.

I was the perfect mother, but they were imperfect children. They understood that they didn't need anyone by their side unless they wanted to use that person for their own gain.

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I was having my pussy eaten by one of my favorite girls. I stroked her hair while she looked at me, lovingly. It was a very soothing thing to watch.

“Oh that's a good girl. Mama’s about cum,” I moaned as she went faster, putting extra pressure on my clit.

She went faster and faster, her tongue going deeper; she even added her fingers, just to get me to cum.

“Ma'am, there's someone here to see you,” Marcus, the head of my security, informed me.

I didn't reply but motioned for him to get closer. He obeyed. I unzipped his pants and started sucking on him while she got to work on my pussy - faster and faster until I came.

I tried to catch my breath and looked at him. “Who did you say was here to see me?”

“It's your first son,” he replied as he brought his pants back up.

“What could he possibly want? Send him in, this should be interesting,” I said.

In a few minutes, he was allowed to see me. Lucas, James's pride, and joy, was in my office, wearing the weakest face I had ever seen. He looked like he was on the verge of tears but was struggling to hold them back.

“Lucas?” I raised a brow.

He took a deep breath and composed himself. “Mother, I need your help, and you have no reason to turn me down.”

It was the first time he had talked to me that way.

“Okay?”

“This is everything I have on you and your organization,” he said as he placed a USB drive on my desk.

I glanced over at Marcus, who inserted it into a laptop and scanned the contents. The look of horror on the face of my head of security told me that my son had thoroughly done his research.

“Rest assured, I have no other copies. That is everything I have on you and your associates,” Lucas explained.

“If you hold onto this,” I said tapping on the laptop, “you could remain ahead of me and make me do whatever you want at any time. So why let go of your only chance at true power?”

“Because I do not want it,” he replied. “I am no longer interested in this cat and mouse chase. I have found someone to love and that person is being taken away from me. I don't know how dangerous he is, but Mom…you have more power.”

“Did you fall in love?” I asked, rather amused.

“She's a lovely lady - kind, smart, stubborn - who would do anything to survive, but never illegally,” he replied. “She is my peace and has made me realize that a normal family is still possible.”

Despite the tired look in his eyes, he was able to smile while talking about this girl.

“What if she's using you?” I asked. “Like I used your father.”

“I trust her with my life, Mother,” he answered.

“Is that so? What if I decide to kidnap her and make her obey my will?” I threatened.

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