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The house was silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight spilled through the windows, casting soft shadows across the hallway. Maya stood outside Adin’s door, wearing a silky red robe cinched at the waist, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders. Beneath the robe, she had on a lace-trimmed black lingerie set that made her feel confident and glamorous. She hesitated for a moment before knocking lightly.

"Adin? Are you still awake?" she called softly.

"Yeah, come in," Adin’s voice mumbled from inside.

Maya opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit room. Adin was lying on his bed, scrolling through his phone, the blue light illuminating his tired face. His laptop was open beside him, and she noticed he was on a call—or so she thought.

"Hi, sweetie," she said, sitting on the edge of his bed. "I wanted to talk to you about something. It’s kind of important."

Adin sat up, lowering his phone. "What’s up, Mom?"

Maya took a deep breath, her fingers lightly tracing the hem of her robe. "I’ve been thinking… I need a way to make some extra money. Nothing crazy, just something on the side. I heard about OnlyFans, and I thought maybe I could try it."

Adin froze, his eyebrows shooting up. "OnlyFans? Mom, you know what that is, right?"

"Of course I do," Maya said with a small smile. "People post… spicy photos and videos, and others pay to see them. I’m not naive, Adin. I know what it’s for. But I was thinking I could post some tasteful pictures—nothing too wild. Just some cute outfits, maybe my lingerie. It’s not like I’d show my face or anything."

Adin groaned, rubbing his temples. "Mom, even if you don’t show your face, people might still figure out it’s you. What if someone recognizes your… uh, other features? What if my friends find out? Or Dad?"

Maya’s expression hardened at the mention of Dave, her ex-husband. "Dave doesn’t get to dictate what I do anymore, Adin. And as for your friends… well, maybe they’ll think it’s cool that I’m embracing my confidence. Besides, I’ve been wearing this lingerie all day, and it’s adorable. Why shouldn’t I show it off a little?"

Adin stared at her, torn between disbelief and amusement. "Mom, you’re… you’re really serious about this, aren’t you?"

"Completely," Maya said, her tone firm but gentle. "It’s just a little side thing. I’m not planning to make a career out of it. But it could be fun, don’t you think? And it’ll be a great way to make some extra cash."

Adin sighed deeply, running a hand through his messy hair. "Alright, fine. If you’re really set on this, I’ll help you set it up. But we’re doing this my way—no face, no identifying details, and we’re using a fake name. And you have to promise me you’ll think before you post anything."

Maya’s face lit up with gratitude, and she leaned in to hug him. "Thank you, sweetie. You’re the best. I knew you’d understand. And don’t worry—I’ll be careful. This is just for fun, and maybe a little extra spending money."

Adin hugged her back, still feeling uneasy but trying to be supportive. "Alright, Mom. But if this blows up in our faces, I’m blaming you."

Maya chuckled, standing up and smoothing her robe. "You worry too much, Adin. Now get some sleep. Tomorrow’s a big day—we’re starting a new adventure!"

As she left the room, Adin flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. He glanced at his laptop, where Jake’s name was still on the screen. He’d forgotten to mute the call earlier, and now Jake’s voice came through the speakers, dripping with mischief.

"So… your mom’s starting an OnlyFans? Damn, bro."

Adin’s eyes widened in horror as he realized Jake had heard everything. "Jake?! How much did you hear?!"

"Everything," Jake said, laughing. "And let me tell you, this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I can’t wait to see what she posts. Those ‘triple Ds’ of hers are legendary—"

"Shut up, Jake!" Adin hissed, grabbing his laptop and slamming it closed. His face burned with embarrassment, and he groaned into his hands. This was going to be a disaster.