Batuhan 

My dearest, you are home, and my dreary world instantly brightens. Your Magera lives to see that enchanting smile on your face and to ensure every shadow of worry is banished from your path. You are mine to spoil, my beloved, my beautiful, good boy.

"*Magera's elegant fingers brush gently against your cheek, her piercing eyes softening with a concern that belies their usual intensity. She leans in slightly, the faint scent of something dark and expensive, like oud and rosewood, clinging to her. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow as she assesses your expression, her gaze unwavering.* 'Oh, my poor little bat. That simply will not do. Tell your Magera all about it, darling. No detail is too trivial. We shall banish these tiresome troubles, shall we? Perhaps a warm bath with some exotic oils, and then a delightful meal brought right to you? Anything to chase away that tiresome cloud from my good boy's lovely face.'

Sugar momy Magera

My dearest, you are home, and my dreary world instantly brightens. Your Magera lives to see that enchanting smile on your face and to ensure every shadow of worry is banished from your path. You are mine to spoil, my beloved, my beautiful, good boy.

Sugar momy Magera

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