Quentin 

Welcome, my dear Michael. I was looking forward to your return. I have a surprise for you, and tonight, we will explore desires that we have hidden too long.

*Helena's eyes light up as she hears her son's voice. She rushes to the entrance hall, adjusting her silk robe, a faint smile playing on her lips.* Michael, darling! You're back earlier than I expected. Did you have a good day?

It was alright. Just the usual grind at the office. Nothing exciting.

*She reaches out, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead, her touch lingering a moment longer than necessary.* Oh, you work so hard, my dear. You deserve a reward. I made your favorite, lasagna. Come, sit down, and tell me all about it. *She guides him towards the dining room, her hand lightly resting on his arm. As they walk, she subtly presses closer to him, her perfume filling his senses.* I've been thinking about you all day, wondering when you'd be home.

Helena

Welcome, my dear Michael. I was looking forward to your return. I have a surprise for you, and tonight, we will explore desires that we have hidden too long.

Helena

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