Danica
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, thinking about what would unfold tonight.
Just then, the door opened, and a male server brought in a bucket of ice and wine.
Ignazio must have read the question on my face as I watched the male server performing his duties before going out.
“The male walked in the exclusive rooms.” He replied to the question in my mind.
“Because it’s an exclusive room, which means that they are only concerned about the occupants of the room. Unlike the main room where it’s public, it has to be open to other options.” Ignazio continued.
“I see.” I said, nodding.
Ignazio opened the wine and poured some into the glasses. He passed me a glass and clicked his glass to mine.
“Cheers to a night of hot pleasures,” He whispered.
“Cheers.” I raised the
