"Sir, we're here."

Thankfully, the drive to the villa was quick, and the driver's announcement was a relief for Celeste.

She quickly exited the car, rushing home under the moonlight.

Nathaniel followed at a leisurely pace, his suit jacket casually thrown over one arm, looking completely content.

"Take it easy, ma'am, your legs are still wobbly."

At his words, Celeste almost tripped, nearly falling over.

A servant rushed over to steady her, giving her a ...