As the clock’s hands tenderly reached for eight, Waylen gracefully piloted the golden Bentley Continental GT to a stately halt at the entrance of the apartment building where the Gordon family lived.

The car’s engine purred into a gentle Lull, and with the softest of clicks, the door locks nestled into place.

Rena’s gaze lingered on him, the moon’s silver touch illuminating her features.

“Waylen, our relationship is developing too fast,” she whispered.

Waylen’s lips curved into a knowing smile, his eyes a sea of mysteries.

“Is that so? But I haven’t done anything yet.

A rosy hue graced Rena’s cheeks, the moonlight painting her with delicate strokes of color.

Although she was inexperienced in love, she understood what he meant.

After appreciating her for a while, Waylen felt sorry for her and didn’t want to tease her too much.

a deft touch, he released the seatbelt’s hold on Rena, his fingers brushing against her

framing her face like a portrait

an arena of emotions, an unspoken connection that hummed in the

Like a caged bird, its song one of anticipation

a desire that was unfamiliar to

charged atmosphere,

allure, a melody woven

want to ki*s

creature, her gaze mirroring that of a

& Stay

own desires stirred, a

effortlessly enveloped her, his arms

herself adrift, uncertainty painting

the

around my neck,“ he commanded, his voice a velvety

first, but Rena’s fingers found their

her head, she avoided his intense gaze, her body betraying her

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