Ethan and I hurriedly composed ourselves after nearly crossing the line on the bed, and we made our way downstairs. Both of our faces were still flushed from the earlier tension as we entered the changing room. The villa’s manager, seemingly oblivious or purposefully ignoring the awkward atmosphere, calmly ushered us into the same changing room.

‘Please place your clothes in this basket. I will have them washed, dried, and returned to your room by tomorrow morning.’

“Oh, is there only one bath...?”

‘Enjoy your time, Lord Ethan and Miss Lilith.’

Screech.

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It would be ridiculous to ask …