The smell of newly made coffee filled the room, mixing with the gentle jazz music playing in the background. Thersia was seated at the kitchen table, flipping through a magazine, as Luka worked on preparing breakfast. After spending the day at the vineyard, they felt a lasting sense of calm and chose to relax today, enjoying the quiet moment. "How would you like your eggs cooked?" Luka asked, looking back. "Surprise me," Thersia answered with a grin, putting away the magazine.
Witnessing Luka's domestic side was a delightful change from his typical business demeanor. These moments made her feel a stronger bond with him. Luka served a plate of scrambled eggs mixed with herbs, bacon, and toast, adding to the warmth of the moment. "Here you go," he said, placing it in front of her with a
