After exchanging smiles, Luis went upstairs.

Although he was exhausted, he didn't head straight to bed. Instead, he picked a movie, turned the volume down and then lay on the sofa in the media room. The dim lighting of the large room was perfect for dozing off...

As night fell, Elva went upstairs to look for Luis.

She found him asleep on the sofa.

Dressed in a white shirt and black casual pants, his belt neatly fastened, his slightly visible abdominal muscles hinted at a fit physique.

Elva sat down beside him and gently touched his muscles.

She thought her attraction to Luis was largely because he was undeniably handsome.

Just then, the man stirred awake. He opened his eyes and gazed at her. After a moment, he asked in a raspy voice, “Have you finished looking around? Do you think this could be our future home together? If it's not to your liking, we can look for another villa."

Elva stayed silent.

Luis leaned in and kissed her softly. His voice was softer as he asked, “Why are you so quiet?"

Elva whispered, "I just don't know what to say."

Luis said nothing more. He simply held her against his chest, letting her listen to the sound of his heartbeat. Being with her made him feel comfortable and at peace.

Perhaps it was because they had similar upbringings.

Despite their past conflicts, they rarely argued now. What used to be boring and simple now felt completely different-He now felt very comfortable with her...

After holding her for a long time, he kissed her.

Although it was almost time for dinner and he knew better than to escalate things further, he couldn't resist kissing and caressing her, igniting a burning sensation throughout her body. Then, the servant knocked on the door. "Mr. Mendez, dinner is ready."

Luis glanced down at Elva in his arms.

They were both a bit disheveled. Her shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a black lace bra. Despite his desires, he was considerate of her. He kissed her softly and called out to the servant outside, “Okay!”

Hearing the footsteps recede down the stairs, Elva pushed him away.

Luis laughed softly, propping himself up and helping her button her shirt. He smoothed her messy hair and gently touched her face, still marked by traces of lust. "I'll feed you properly tonight," he teased.