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First published October 7, 2014


"He’s my son, Iskander."
"Understood, sir." I whispered. I shifted my weight. "Have you, uh.."
He tilted his head. "Have I what?"
I swallowed. "Have you ever noticed any signs of PTSD in your son?"





This was utterly insane. And dangerous. And just…just insane. He was everything that shouldn’t have caught my attention. A superior’s kid. Over a decade younger than me. Makeup, dye, and piercings. He was timid and edgy where I liked my men experienced and bold. A calculated risk where I liked to play it safe.
But here he was. Here we were...