Signed To His Terms

oice. "Mom? What are you doing here?" he asked, h

t her sharp eyes-dark and commanding-betrayed a life lived with authority. She was dressed in a modest, unassuming dress, simple and functional, but th

my presence, but her cold demeanor made me feel like an intruder in the room. Her eyes narrowed

w clenched, but he didn't raise his voice. "This is... unexpe

attention fully to him. "Theo," she said, her voice calm bu

ews. Theo didn't respond immediately, but his face tightened with frustration. I coul

e surprised. Who would want to date someone like this? Unless it's for the money, of course. And if

almost mocking interest. "Well, this is interesting," she said, still looking at me as if I were som

onger, her sharp eyes assessing every detail. Then, with a slight tilt of her

g blue eyes... and that perfect height. Your body, too, I can see it's... well-suited for bearing children." Sh

t. I could feel Theo's discomfort, the tension radiating off him as he glanced b

. "Theo, you've been quite picky in the past, but I suppose it was only a matter of time before you found someone who matched... we

ng me feel more like an object than a person. Still, I remain

e the silence again, her voice colder than before. "So, what is your name

sure of what she expected, b

at the corners of her lips. "Sofia," she repeated, as if s

very much present. "And your status?" she asked, her words laced with a sort of casual disinterest. "

ke me uncomfortable, to reduce me to something shallow, and yet I stood my ground. But be

ful, and that's all that matters. My son is rich, after all. He can ta

ve, but he finally stepped forward, his voice steady, though tinged with a hint of frustration. "Mom, that's enough," he said, trying to maint

. "A surprise?" she repeated, her tone dripping with skepticism. "How... interesting." Sh

oulders remained tense. "I don't want to rush anything, Mom," he said, his

r head, she finally spoke again, her tone light, almost too sweet. "Of course, darling," she said, though her eyes betrayed something cold

yed silent, watching as Theo's face tightened with frustration. His mother didn't seem to car

clipped. "We'll figure it ou

turned on her heel, ready to leave. "Well then, I suppose I'll leave you two to it," she said, her w

ring long after she was gone. Theo let out a long breath a

could someone like her give birth to a person like

ind. But I couldn't shake off the sense of discomfort. As I watched Theo's mother