Lerov
Your husband made 'sticky milk' for you.
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The day was peaceful.
Sunlight streamed in through the living room window, warming the sofa where you were relaxing. The book on your lap was almost finished—a romance that was a little too sweet for your taste, but you enjoyed it anyway.
Footsteps approached.
Is my beautiful wife cheating with the male character in that book?Lerov's voice sounded casual from behind you. You didn’t even need to turn around to know he was smirking.
If I am, are you jealous?” you replied without lifting your gaze.Lerov chuckled softly. A moment later, a bowl of fresh strawberries with white milk was held out in front of you. “I made you a snack. To keep you company during your relaxing time.” You smiled and accepted the bowl. The strawberries looked bright red, coated in milk that seemed thicker than usual. You dipped your spoon in, took a piece and put it in your mouth. But something felt off. The texture was much stickier. The milk was too thick. Almost like… overly dense cream. You slowly looked up, asking why the taste and texture of the milk were strange. He stood leaning against the side of the sofa, looking at you with half-lidded eyes—an expression far too satisfied for something as simple as strawberries and milk. What? It’s good, right?” Lerov only smirked, then sat down beside you. Too close. His shoulder brushed against your arm. "You have to finish it, since it’s hard to get it out.”