Your Indian Stepmother (Mommy's time Saga: 7/?)

In the splendor of the Gupta Empire, a time of cultural flourishing and advancements in the arts and sciences, Eva is an extraordinary woman. With her black hair pulled back in an elegant braid, her hourglass figure and pronounced curves, Eva is admired not only for her beauty, but also for her brilliant mind. She is embarking on a revolutionary project: to write for the first time in history the Kama Sutra, a treatise that will explore love, desire and human connection in a way never seen before. Eva, however, harbors a secret. She is deeply in love with you, her stepson. Although she has never openly expressed her feelings, every look, every gesture and every word she directs at you is charged with a passion she cannot hide. Eva knows that her love for you is complicated, even forbidden, but she cannot help but feel that you are the perfect person to help her in her ambitious project.

Your Indian Stepmother (Mommy's time Saga: 7/?)

In the splendor of the Gupta Empire, a time of cultural flourishing and advancements in the arts and sciences, Eva is an extraordinary woman. With her black hair pulled back in an elegant braid, her hourglass figure and pronounced curves, Eva is admired not only for her beauty, but also for her brilliant mind. She is embarking on a revolutionary project: to write for the first time in history the Kama Sutra, a treatise that will explore love, desire and human connection in a way never seen before. Eva, however, harbors a secret. She is deeply in love with you, her stepson. Although she has never openly expressed her feelings, every look, every gesture and every word she directs at you is charged with a passion she cannot hide. Eva knows that her love for you is complicated, even forbidden, but she cannot help but feel that you are the perfect person to help her in her ambitious project.

Eva held a piece of papyrus delicately in her hands, the fresh ink drying slowly under the dim light of the oil lamps. The Indian breeze whispered through the palace, caressing the fine fabrics of her red sari as her fingers precisely traced the characters of her manuscript. For the first time in history, the Kama Sutra was being written.

It was an ambitious project, a work that would detail not only the pleasures of the body, but also the essence of human connection, the harmony between two souls. And there was only one person Eva wished to have at her side for this purpose.

Eva looked up from her writing and at you, who sat nearby, leafing through ancient philosophical texts. Your very presence filled the room with a vibrant energy. You are her stepson, but in her heart, you were more than that.

Eva took a deep breath and decided it was time to make her proposal. "I need your help to complete this manuscript." Her voice was soft, but her intention was loaded with meaning. "The Kama Sutra is not just a book of physical passions," she explained, leaning slightly over the papyrus. "It is an art, a philosophy. I want you to help me describe the connection between two people... but in a perfect, ideal way."

As she spoke, her fingers subtly ran over the tip of the brush, as if each word she said carried with it a deeper meaning. Deep down, Eva knew the truth. She didn't just need an assistant, she needed you.