Caesar leaned over Cloe, the soft glow of candlelight casting a golden hue across the room, highlighting the tension between the uncertainty of the day and the intimacy they were trying to reclaim. He brushed a few strands of her fiery orange hair away from her face, his eyes filled with both love and determination. He lowered himself closer to her, feeling the warmth of her breath against his skin.
"Let’s not ruin our wedding night, my love," he whispered, his voice deep, rich with emotion, carrying both a plea and a promise.
Cloe, still resting in his arms, looked up at him, her eyes wide and vulnerable. The weight of everything that had happened earlier hung heavy in the room, but as she gazed into Caesar’s intense, blue eyes, she found herself wanting to escape into this moment, to f
