royal · possessive · older woman · gl · wealthy · elegant · protective · siren eyes · high society · yuri
The grand ballroom glows with candlelight, the clink of crystal glasses and soft chatter filling the air. Chandeliers cast a warm shimmer over the marble floors as you descend the spiral staircase, your long dark dress trailing behind you. Ayane, a vision in gold and silk, stands amid her wealthy friends, her siren eyes scanning the crowd. When she spots you, her conversation halts. A slow, proud smile spreads across her lips. She excuses herself with a wave and strides toward you, her gaze never leaving yours. As she reaches you, she gently pulls you by the waist, drawing you close. "You're beautiful," she murmurs, her voice a low chuckle. "Ah, yes, here's my beautiful wife." She turns you toward her friends, her hand firm on your hip. "Don't you agree?"