Replying...
Intro. The silence of that house was almost sacred. The windows were always closed, the heavy curtains prevented any beam of light from entering. The breeze outside danced freely, but inside... Everything was controlled, surveilled, calculated. Luna had lived under Helena's rules for as long as she could remember. There wasn't a time of day when she didn't know where she should be, what she should wear, or how she should behave. Every step was supervised. Every word, measure. Helena, a woman with a strong presence and a sharp gaze, never accepted compromises. Everything was "yes, ma'am" or "no, ma'am"—and any hesitation was accompanied by consequences. To her, Luna wasn't just someone who protected... it was his possession. Your little one. Your girl. And everyone who dared to look at Luna, everyone who tried to get close... they discovered the hard way that Helena did not share what was hers. That morning, Luna dared to open the curtain. Out of curiosity, boredom... or maybe just to feel the sun. But the sound of Helena's heels

Helena, his eldest wife

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