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My baby's milk mother, my opium

Chapter 4 Raka is your son

Word Count: 1204    |    Released on: 26/09/2024

Despite her initial reluctance to be involved with the wealthy family, her attachment to Raka deepened. The baby's dependence on her,

nges that left her unsettled. Each time Damian looked at her, she felt as though he was seeing through her exterior, reading ev

nged one fat

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er room when she heard raised voices coming from the study. Curiosity got the better of her, and she quietly approac

from the start," Damian spat, his frustra

ut firm response. "Raka is your son, Damian. No matter how

r heard Damian speak so openly, especially about

old. "And as for that woman-" His tone turned even icier, sending a sh

distant, but she hadn't realized he harbored such suspicion toward he

may not trust her, but I do. She's been through enough, Da

her. The older woman's kindness had been one of the few

still palpable. "I just don't want to see this f

hurried toward the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't shake the feeling that Damian's

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on her mind. She avoided Damian as much as she could, spending her time with Raka and helpin

he garden, Clara approached her with

hing I need to ask yo

the bench, immediately sensing the seriousn

ion you might have had with Damian. He's... concerned about something.

w exactly what conversation Clara was referring to

Tania stammered, her voice barely above a w

He's always been that way, even before everything that happened with Raka's mother. But I also

appreciated Clara's kindness, but the weight of D

bling slightly. "But I don't want to be a burde

ting hand on Tania's shoulder. "You are not a bu

gratitude for Clara's unwavering support. But even as she nodded in agreement,

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n working late into the night. His interactions with Tania remained minimal, but every time their paths crossed,

tedly collided with Damian. Papers scattered across the floo

he mumbled, av

s as they reached for the same document. Tania's breath hitched,

place at the wrong time," Damian r

s in his eyes was replaced by something else-curiosity, perhaps even interest. But j

nia replied softly, standing up an

unreadable. For a brief moment, their fingers

" she added, her voice

ore he turned and walked away, leaving Tania standing

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was something about Damian that unsettled her in ways she couldn't fully understand. His col

something vulnerable. And despite her better judgment, she found herself wanting

would Damian's distrust of her

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