After leaving Lunar Lounge, Tristan headed back to Layla's place.

She had already shared the door lock code with him, so he easily let himself in. Inside, the house was cloaked in darkness, with a subtle fragrance of scented candles swirling in the air.

Moving towards the bedroom, Tristan gracefully shed his coat along the way.

Upon pushing open the bedroom door, he found the room softly illuminated, with Layla peacefully nestled in bed, fast asleep.

Taking in the ...