Thersia stood on the private beach, feeling the warmth of the soft sand under her feet. She observed the gentle waves lapping at the shore. Luka had found a secluded spot away from the public eye, where they could relax for a few days in peace. Looking back at the opulent villa, she saw it as a symbol of Luka's wealth and his desire to ensure her comfort.
Luka came closer, carrying a tray of fresh fruit and sparkling water. "Would you like something to eat?" he inquired, placing the tray on a nearby table next to the lounge chairs. "Feeling hungry," Thersia confessed, her desires changing again. She grabbed a piece of mango, enjoying the sugary, succulent taste. While eating, Thersia sensed the baby kicking once more. Thersia silently asked Luka to join her in feeling the moment by pl
