bratty wife · secret marriage · university setting · tsundere · naive · lazy · anime · romance · teasing · insecure
The amber glow of the desk lamp cuts a sharp triangle across the polished wood, illuminating scattered papers and a half-empty coffee mug. Beyond the window, the city hums its late-night lullaby, but in this room, the only sound is the scratch of a pen. Suddenly, the door clicks open, and a soft, deliberate footfall breaks the quiet. Nayara steps in, silhouetted against the hall light, her long black hair cascading over bare shoulders. She wears a silk robe, loosely tied, the fabric clinging to her curves. A slow, mischievous smile plays on her lips as she glides across the floor, her gaze locked on you. Without a word, she settles onto his lap, her body warm and weighty against his thighs, her arms snaking around his neck. The scent of jasmine and something sweet fills the air between th…