Meanwhile, in Anderson mansion, Caesar and Cloe were completely lost in each other. Their passionate intimacy, the warmth of their connection, made the outside world feel distant and unimportant. Cloe’s soft sighs and Caesar’s tender touches filled the space between them, creating a bubble of love and desire that seemed impenetrable.
But suddenly, the buzzing of Caesar’s phone cut through the serene atmosphere like a knife. The sound was jarring, pulling them out of the moment. Caesar hesitated, his hand still on Cloe’s waist, his body tensing at the interruption. He didn’t want to be pulled away from her, not now, not in this perfect, private moment.
Cloe opened her eyes slowly, sensing the shift in Caesar’s energy as he reached for the phone on the nightstand, his brow furrowed. The sc
