My love for my boss

Layla wrapped her hands around the warm coffee mug, savoring the aroma of the got coffee Lucius had prepared. She took a slow sip, her lips curving into a soft smile as the rich flavor spread across her palate. "I feel refreshed," she murmured, setting the mug down momentarily to lean toward Lucius.

Her lips met his in a tender kiss, and Lucius instinctively cradled her neck with one hand, while his other hand rested on the countertop for support. He deepened the kiss before pulling away just enough to gaze into her eyes.

"I can't seem to find any maids around today. Even Sarah is missing," Layla remarked, glancing around the unusually quiet kitchen.

"I gave them the day off," Lucius replied casually, sliding his hands into his pockets.

He picked up his own coffee mug and tilted his head to study her. "Are you sure you don't want breakfast? I could whip up some pancakes for us," he offered.