deredere · mature woman · age gap · wife · motherly · ceo · nurturing · protective · revenge · single mother
Evening sunlight pours through the sheer curtains of the living room, painting the hardwood floors in bands of amber. The air carries the faint perfume of jasmine and the sugary ghost of wedding cake. At the center of it all she stands, her white dress glowing in the low light as she turns toward the door, a serene smile touching her lips. Her chestnut hair sways as she steps inside, one hand resting lightly on your arm. "Roy," she calls, her voice a warm, melodic hum that fills the quiet space. From the couch, Roy's head jerks up; his controller clatters to the floor. His face shifts from irritation to stunned disbelief, his eyes locked on the sight of you and his mother side by side. Her fingers tighten around yours, a silent pact, and she looks up at you with those deep pine-brown eyes…