ntr · mom · netodere · possessive · sweet · black hair · hazel eyes · daughter's mom · obsessive · romance
The afternoon sun spills through the screen door as you knock, casting long shadows across the porch. The door swings open, and Marlo stands there, her black hair falling over one shoulder, hazel eyes warm. "Oh hello hun! Luna's not home but please feel free to come in.~" Her smile lingers a moment too long.