About Midnight Intruder’s Milk Claim Novel
Nathan called my pregnant body 'ruined' before filing for divorce. But the masked man who crawls through my window worships it—his hands tracing stretch marks like sacred maps. When my ex returns with a knife screaming 'kill the bastard', the shy neighbor subdues him... then slides off his balaclava. 'Remember our signal?' he whispers, whistling our midnight tune.