Category: Sare Tsuma wa Ubawaretai

Haruka had built a fortress around herself. As a composed mother and wife. When her daughter’s tutor Takuya sat across from her, she felt nothing but irritation. This guy taught her daughter more than just linear algebra. When a pizza delivery mistake left her with too many boxes, inviting him to help seemed like the simplest solution. She told herself it was practical, nothing more. She planned to be polite, get through the meal, and done.
“Don’t tease an old woman like that,” she’d snapped when he called her cute.
Suddenly, he was behind her, his hands holding her firmly. The neglect she’d endured for so long had created a void. And in that moment the flood of heat rising within her could no longer be contained.