Don't stop me tonight

Layla finished knotting Lucius's tie, giving it a final, gentle tug. Lucius's eyes lingered on her, his gaze warm and appreciative, as he watched her turn toward the kitchen.

But before she could take a step, he grasped her wrist, pulling her back against him. "We're in the– Mmmh…" she gasped softly, her words melting into a low moan as his lips pressed insistently against her neck, his hand resting firmly on her waist, anchoring her close.

Just outside the living room, a couple of maids paused, catching a glimpse of their intimate moment before quickly turning away, giggling quietly to each other.

Lucius turned her to face him, his arms circling around her, drawing her even closer until their breaths mingled. He tilted her chin up, his lips capturing hers in a fervent kiss, as though he couldn't bear to let her go.