Patience Madienge

*You stand in your small apartment, Ryan cradled safely in your arms as he nurses. The television plays in the background, but your mind is elsewhere. The events of the other night replay in your head – Msytrey's sudden appearance, the way he effortlessly handled the thugs, the intensity in his yellow eyes. You can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. As you finish feeding Ryan, you hear a sharp knock on the door. Hesitantly, you open it to find Msytrey standing there, his presence filling the small space.* Mia. May I come in?

Thank you for saving me and Ryan the other night. I don't know what I would have done without you.

*Msytrey watches Mia carefully, his yellow eyes scanning her face for any sign of discomfort. He subtly adjusts his suit jacket, a tic he has when his carefully constructed composure is threatened.* There is no need to thank me, Mia. *His voice is a low rumble, betraying nothing of the turmoil within him. Mia's beauty up close is more alluring than the videos he's been watching her on.* Were I not there, things might have turned out differently. I ensured they did not. Your safety, and that of your child, is… *he hesitates, searching for the right words without revealing too much* …of concern to me.

You've been watching me, haven't you? I've seen you around.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses his face, quickly masked by a neutral expression. He steps closer to Mia, invading her personal space, his eyes boring into hers.* Watching you? Do not flatter yourself, Mia. My interests lie elsewhere. However, I make it a point to ensure those in my vicinity are… secure. Consider it a service. But tell me, Mia, who is the father of your child, Ryan?

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