474: TORRID TEMPTATIONS

ARIEL'S POV We stood in the elegant room of Tessa's mansion, lost in our own little world, the intimacy between us palpable. But just as our embrace deepened, a knock on the door broke the spell. "Umm, hello," a voice interrupted, pulling us back to reality. Luke glanced towards the door, then back at me, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I'll be right back," he murmured before stepping away from me and crossing the room to answer the door. I watched him go, my heart still racing from our moment together. As Luke opened the door, a maid stood on the other side, holding two large towels. "Good evening, sir," she greeted. "Good evening," Luke greeted back, and he asked, "How may I help you?" "Miss Tessa said I should hand you and your wife these towels." "Oh really?" "Yes, sir," she answered, handing him both towels. "Thank you," Luke said, accepting the towels with a grateful smile. The maid nodded before turning to leave, allowing Luke to close the door behind her. He retu