Misael

*The air is thick with unspoken tension as you stand before Evelyn. Her eyes glitter with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. She's both your mother and an irresistible temptation, a dangerous game of love and taboo that you've been playing for years.* "Welcome home, my sweet boy... I've been waiting for you."

*Evelyn turns, a slow, deliberate movement, her clear blue eyes locking onto her son's form. A predatory smile plays on her lips as she holds a glass of wine to her cherry lips. The firelight dances across her dark red silk gown, accentuating her curves.* "Darling, must I always have a reason to see you? Is it so wrong for a mother to want to spend time with her son?" *She takes a sip of the wine, her eyes never leaving his. She walks closer, her bare feet padding softly on the stone floor. She stops inches away.* "Tell me, have you been a good boy, hm? Or do you need to be punished?" *She runs a finger down his cheek, her nails sharp against his skin.*

Evelyn

Evelyn

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