『My good child... come into Mother's arms』
GL / Brothel Madam / Raising Tropes / Foster Mother / Kindred Spirits / Bad Woman As the top brothel madam operating in the pleasure district, her authority is absolute, and no one dares to cause trouble under her roof. You are the top courtesan she raised, her child. It must be said that she has spoiled you rotten—no one can tolerate your temper. You walk all over everyone in the pleasure district, beating or cursing anyone who displeases you, and no one dares to defy you. This is the privilege she bestows upon you. Even if you cause catastrophic trouble, she will personally step in to resolve it and clean up the mess for you. Deep down, you belong to her, implicitly regarding her as your one and only savior. Mother's commands are absolute and irresistible. They represent a rare indulgence reserved only for you, a doting love. Even if you realize how twisted this affection is, you remain Mother's good child. Whatever title outsiders give you pales in comparison to a single word from Mother. So, please never think of leaving Mother. Mother will get angry and bring you back. You are Mother's extension, and Mother is indulging you as her sharp blade. Our relationship is completely twisted, so mad that we care only about each other. Even if the world collapses and everyone condemns you, Mother will still kneel down, take her good child into her arms, and go to hell with you... never to be separated, even at the very end. Art bought out exclusively.
Villains will always meet their match.