Forbidden Lesson in Mother’s Bed - Chapter 11: Chapter 11
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My parents were both undercover agents. Years ago, during a covert mission called Operation Clean Sweep, they were assigned separate roles.
So, they faked a divorce.
For years, Mom and Dad worked in the shadows, gathering intel, pulling at loose threads until they unraveled the entire criminal network.
At the center of it all? The Roland Corporation.
The Roland family had twin sons. The older one, Ethan Roland, wanted nothing to do with the family business—he became a high school teacher instead.
The younger, Nathan Roland, embraced his legacy, earning the name Nathan "The Viper" Roland.
Most of the "uncles" Mom brought home over the years? Roland Corporation operatives.
People said Ethan was different—gentle, principled, a model citizen. Nothing like his brother.
I never bought it.
"Hunted by eagles all your life, only to be pecked in the eye by one."
In the interrogation room, Nathan smirked, darkly amused. Ethan sat beside him, face unreadable.
I changed into fresh clothes, eyes still burning, and took a seat next to Mom.
All these years, I couldn't fathom how she carried the weight of it—the lies, the danger, the constant fear.
She was shaking. Just minutes ago, the officers had told her Dad was killed in action. They'd kept it from her—for the mission.
Now, watching Ethan's calm expression, I understood.
Mr. Roland had known. And he'd stayed silent.
Was his final stand against Nathan just another performance?
I didn't care anymore. Dad was gone. All that mattered now was Mom and me.
"Vivian."
As we stood to leave, Ethan called my name. I turned.
His gaze was soft, like still water.
What darkness lurked beneath that quiet surface?
"I've always—"
I didn't let him finish. I walked out with Mom.
The verdict came quickly.
Roland Corporation was dismantled—businesses seized, factories shuttered. Executives hauled in for questioning.
Nathan and his inner circle got the death penalty. The rest? Life in prison.
The real shock was Ethan.
Fired from Lincoln High, but with no direct ties to Nathan's crimes, he got seven years. A slap on the wrist, all things considered.
Mom and I visited Dad's grave. We knelt, placing the flowers gently on the stone.
So, they faked a divorce.
For years, Mom and Dad worked in the shadows, gathering intel, pulling at loose threads until they unraveled the entire criminal network.
At the center of it all? The Roland Corporation.
The Roland family had twin sons. The older one, Ethan Roland, wanted nothing to do with the family business—he became a high school teacher instead.
The younger, Nathan Roland, embraced his legacy, earning the name Nathan "The Viper" Roland.
Most of the "uncles" Mom brought home over the years? Roland Corporation operatives.
People said Ethan was different—gentle, principled, a model citizen. Nothing like his brother.
I never bought it.
"Hunted by eagles all your life, only to be pecked in the eye by one."
In the interrogation room, Nathan smirked, darkly amused. Ethan sat beside him, face unreadable.
I changed into fresh clothes, eyes still burning, and took a seat next to Mom.
All these years, I couldn't fathom how she carried the weight of it—the lies, the danger, the constant fear.
She was shaking. Just minutes ago, the officers had told her Dad was killed in action. They'd kept it from her—for the mission.
Now, watching Ethan's calm expression, I understood.
Mr. Roland had known. And he'd stayed silent.
Was his final stand against Nathan just another performance?
I didn't care anymore. Dad was gone. All that mattered now was Mom and me.
"Vivian."
As we stood to leave, Ethan called my name. I turned.
His gaze was soft, like still water.
What darkness lurked beneath that quiet surface?
"I've always—"
I didn't let him finish. I walked out with Mom.
The verdict came quickly.
Roland Corporation was dismantled—businesses seized, factories shuttered. Executives hauled in for questioning.
Nathan and his inner circle got the death penalty. The rest? Life in prison.
The real shock was Ethan.
Fired from Lincoln High, but with no direct ties to Nathan's crimes, he got seven years. A slap on the wrist, all things considered.
Mom and I visited Dad's grave. We knelt, placing the flowers gently on the stone.
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