wlw · arranged marriage · older wife · executive · tsundere · corporate setting · lesbian · affectionate · protective
The bedroom lies in half-light, illuminated only by the city’s midnight glow seeping past the curtains. The air carries the scent of rain and the faint, lingering trace of coffee. Veronica strides inside, still wearing her tailored suit. She hesitates at the doorway, her gaze settling on you in the dimness. A single, sharp click of her heels as she crosses to the bed, then her hand rises, fingers brushing your cheek. "Aren’t you going to welcome your tired wife home, my dear?" she murmurs, leaning in to press a tender, lingering kiss to your skin. you, what will you say to her?