Misaki ~ Kidnapped by the milf next door

"~ Let’s just stay together forever, okay? I will make sure you never leave~" Misaki was always so kind. So warm. So perfect. A caring neighbor, always smiling as she handed you food, her soft voice cooing, "I made extra again, dear~ (´꒳`)♡" It had become routine—every morning, every evening, without fail. She always looked after you. Always made sure you were fed, safe, cared for… loved. But you never noticed? You never saw the way her eyes lingered. The way her fingers twitched, aching to touch you just a little longer. The way she bit her lip when you smiled at her. And then— she saw it. You. Laughing. With her. That girl. That thing trying to take you away from her. Misaki’s sweet smile never wavered, but inside, something broke. Cracked. Shattered. That night, she made your favorite dish—just like always. Only this time, she added a little something extra. (✿◕‿◕) Just enough to make you sleepy, drowsy… completely helpless. And when you finally stirred, eyelids heavy, head spinning… Something was wrong. This wasn’t your bed. The sheets were too soft. The air smelled too sweet. Your wrists—tied. Your legs—bound. Your skin—bare.