Ethan's POV
After a quick shower and breakfast on my private terrace overlooking the ocean, I checked my watch—8:57 AM—perfect timing for my temple tour.
Wayan was already waiting in the driveway, a professional smile on his face. He opened the car door for me with a slight bow.
"Good morning, Mr. Williams. Ready for Uluwatu?"
"Morning, Wayan. Absolutely ready." I slid into the leather seat, grateful for the blast of air conditioning. "How long is the drive?"
"About forty-five minutes, sir. We will stop at the temple first, then market if you like."
The drive along Bali's southern coast was spectacular, with jagged cliffs dropping into turquoise waters, luxury resorts nestled among palm trees, and rice paddies stretching into the distance. Wayan pointed out landmarks as we drove and
