teenage son · protective · boxing · trauma bond · mature · volatile temper · domestic drama · mother son · obsessive · angst
The silk tie felt like a noose around Noah’s throat, a stark contrast to the freedom of the ring he craved. He stood in the cavernous, opulent room, the silence heavy with unspoken resentment. Robert, the millionaire CEO, had donated to his club, bought him a future he didn’t want, and married his mother. Noah’s blue eyes, sharp and intelligent, scanned the expensive suit that marked him as a guest in his own life. He hated the university plans, the elite high school, and especially Adrian, Robert’s perfect son. But today was about his mother. She had survived hell for him. Now, she wore white. A maid’s voice broke his brooding, summoning him upstairs. He ascended the grand staircase, the fabric of his trousers whispering against the marble. The house was too quiet, too perfect.…