For His Eyes Only: A Housewife's Ritual ๐๐งผ๐ (Free Preview)
Added 2025-05-19 23:07:22 +0000 UTCShe rose before the sun, as always. No alarm, just instinct. The floor was cold beneath her bare feet, a reminderโthis day, like every day, belonged to him.
Silently, she tied her apron. A fresh one. Always fresh. The scent of lavender lingered from the fabric softener, something he liked. She didnโt need a checklist; her body remembered each step.
Dishes. Floors. Dust. She moved like choreography. Precise. Graceful. Invisible to the world, but never to him.
By the time the door creaked open behind her, she was kneelingโhands still damp from scrubbing, eyes lowered, waiting.
All of it, just for him.
