Incest Mom tricked by Bully (Mask of Desire)

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Chapter 8: Blindfold Surprise

Sunday morning broke over the city with a lazy, golden haze, the sun spilling through the curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor.

The front door creaked open, and her heart jolted, Ramesh shuffled in, his suitcase dragging behind him, his tired frame slouched in a crumpled blazer. At 42, his eyes carried a weariness that matched his limp spirit.

"Home finally," he said, voice hoarse from jetlag, dropping his bag by the sofa. 

She straightened, smoothing her saree, covering her navel like a reflex, and forced a smile. "How’s the trip, Ramesh? Wasn't expecting you this early." she asked, stepping closer, her scent, jasmine and sweat, wafting toward him.

He nodded, sinking into the couch, his gaze flickering over her curves, but it dulled fast. "Thought of giving you a surprise, Madhu. Long flight... work was hell," he mumbled, rubbing his temples.

Abhi bounded down the stairs, his lanky frame in a loose tee, eyes lighting up. "Dad! You're back!" he grinned, hugging Ramesh, who ruffled his hair weakly.

"Missed you, Abhi," Ramesh said, then glanced at her. "Everything okay here?" 

She nodded quickly, "Yeah, all good," too quick, her saree swishing as she turned back to the kitchen.

Ramesh didn't press, his exhaustion a wall she couldn't breach, not yet.