Chapter Twenty Three

As Marc and I woke up,we shared a tender moment together, our love filling the room.we decided to take care of ourselves that morning and told the maids not to bother with our usual routine. Instead, we chose to bathe each other, reveling in the intimacy and closeness that we shared.

As the warm water cascades over our body, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace and contentment. Marc’s gentle gentle touch as he washed my hair, his finger massaging my scalp, made me feel cherished and loved. And in return, I took my time to cleanse his body, letting my hands roam over his skin, reminding him of his desire and adoration I held for him.

After our bath, we dressed and made our way to the dining room for breakfast. As I walked through the hallways, I overheard the whispers of the maids. I could sense the curiosity and intrigue in their voices as they discussed our intimate morning routine. But I chose to ignore their gossip, knowing that our love was something beyond their understandin