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The Anchor of Love

Soon all women emerged in the mystery of chess.

His mother and aunt were the fastest learners.

They adepted the game rules quite well.

Especially his mother.

Who seemed like a natural-born chess master.

Cultivator’s mental power has transcended mortality.

They have strong memories.

Victor experienced this himself.

Right now, his memory was strong enough.

To memorize a thousand pages of a book word by word.

In one or two days.

After reaching the Spiritual Adept stage.

One could open his sea of consciousness inside his mind.

Which was regarded as a place where the soul resided.

The benefit of the sea of consciousness was that it greatly enhanced the mental power.

And senses of that person.

It was already evening when they stopped playing chess.

His mother and his aunt made dinner for everyone.

The food was delicious as always.

Victor ate heartily.

His body needed the energy.

After dinner, they played chess again for some time.

Victor taught them advanced strategies.

They were all quick learners.

His mother made a brilliant move.

She captured his queen.

Victor’s eyes widened.

"Mother! That was amazing!"

He exclaimed.

Anna smiled proudly.

Her red eyes sparkled.

"I have a good teacher."

She said warmly.

She leaned over.

And kissed his cheek gently.

"Thank you, Victor."

She whispered.

Victor blushed.

His heart raced.

Clara also made a clever move.

She trapped his king.

"Well done, Aunt!"

Victor said.

Clara smirked.

Her red eyes sparkled with mischief.

She leaned over.

And kissed his other cheek.

"Thank you, nephew."

She said playfully.

Victor’s face turned crimson.

Both women laughed.

Victor remembered the previous Victor.

He used to get kisses on his cheeks often.

From his mother and aunt.

So he didn’t mind.

He actually enjoyed it.

The warmth of their lips on his skin.

The affection in their eyes.

It made him feel loved.

After a few more games.

They decided to go to their rooms.

Victor and Anna walked together.

They reached his room.

Anna’s room was next door.

But she had been sleeping with him.

Since he woke from his coma.

Victor entered his room.

Anna followed behind him.

He turned to look at her.

His breath caught.

Anna was wearing a thin silk nightgown.

It was deep red.

Almost transparent.

Her huge F cup breasts were barely covered.

Her nipples were visible through the fabric.

Hard and prominent.

Her long legs were fully exposed.

Her thick thighs pressed together.

Her peachy hips swayed with each step.

She was devastatingly beautiful.

Victor felt his face flush.

His heart raced.

He quickly looked away.

Anna walked to the bed.

She laid down.

She patted the space beside her.

"Come, Victor. It’s time to sleep."

She said softly.

Victor hesitated.

He had slept in her arms for two nights now.

But it still felt inappropriate.

He was eighteen years old.

A grown man.

Not a child.

He walked slowly to the bed.

He sat on the edge.

His back was to her.

"Mother..."

He began.

"Yes, Victor?"

Anna’s voice was soft.

Victor turned to look at her.

His golden eyes met her red ones.

"I am eighteen years old now. I know... sleeping together like this... hugging... it feels inappropriate."

He said quietly.

His voice was filled with hesitation.

Anna’s eyes softened.

She sat up.

She reached out.

Her hand gently touched his face.

Her fingers were warm.

"Victor, look at me."

She said softly.

Victor looked at her.

"Son, you are my son. I am your mother. After our clan was destroyed, after your father died... I only have you and your sister left as my family. Your sister is not with us right now. Only you. I know Clara, Lane, Skyla, and Rias are also family. But you... you are my anchor. Holding you while I sleep... it makes me feel safe. It makes me feel like everything will be alright."

Anna’s voice trembled.

Her eyes glistened with tears.

"Without you, Victor... I don’t know what I would do. You are my reason to keep going. My reason to live."

Victor was shocked.

He didn’t realize.

He didn’t understand.

His mother needed him.

Not just as a son.

But as her anchor.

Her strength.

Her reason to live.

Anna looked down.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.

"If you don’t want to sleep with me... I understand. I can go to my room."

Her voice was sad.

A soft, sorrowful tone.

Victor’s heart ached.

His mother was sad.

Because of him.

Because of his hesitation.

How could he be so selfish?

She had lost everything.

Her husband.

Her clan.

Her home.

All she had left was him.

And he was pushing her away.

Victor felt ashamed.

He was a man.

A grown man.

But he was also her son.

Her comfort.

Her anchor.

"Mother..."

Victor said softly.

Anna looked up.

Her red eyes were filled with pain.

"I don’t hate sleeping with you. I love it. I love being close to you. I love feeling your warmth. I love knowing you’re safe."

Victor said.

His voice was sincere.

Anna’s eyes widened.

"Really?"

She asked.

Her voice was hopeful.

Victor nodded.

"Really, Mother."

Anna smiled.

A beautiful, radiant smile.

She pulled him into her arms.

She hugged him tightly.

Victor felt her softness.

Her huge F cup breasts pressed against his chest.

Her warmth enveloped him.

Her scent filled his nostrils.

It was floral and sweet.

Intoxicating.

Victor felt his dick start to harden.

But he ignored it.

He pushed the feeling away.

Anna laid down on the bed.

She pulled him with her.

His head was between her breasts.

She held him close.

His face was buried in her softness.

He could feel his dick poking her thigh.

But Anna ignored it.

She closed her eyes.

She hugged him tighter.

Victor also hugged her.

His arms wrapped around her waist.

His leg draped over her.

He was tangled with her.

Their bodies were pressed together.

Victor thought about everything.

Whatever their relationship was.

He didn’t mind.

He wasn’t her biological son.

He was Victor from Earth.

A man.

She was a woman.

A beautiful woman.

But she was also his mother now.

His family.

His responsibility.

He would protect her.

He would care for her.

He would love her.

Whatever that meant.

He hugged her tighter.

"I vow to protect you, Mother."

He whispered.

His voice was soft.

But firm.

Anna smiled.

Her arms tightened around him.

They both fell asleep.

Holding each other.

Safe.

Warm.

Together.

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