Soon, the music ended without Millie even noticing. Her moment was abruptly interrupted by Cherri’s clapping. She quickly took a step back and looked down.
“Well done, Amelia.” Cherri turned to Ethan. “One more?”
“I think that’s enough for tonight,” Ethan replied. He turned to Millie. “Stay here.” He escorted Cherri to the door, exchanging a few words with her before she left.
Now, Millie and Ethan were alone in the study. The room felt different, quieter, and more intimate. Millie’s heart continued to race.
“You already know what to do, Amelia,” Ethan said, his voice calm yet commanding as he walked over to his mahogany desk and poured himself a glass of brandy. He took a slow sip, savoring the taste. “Take off your dress.”
“Why?” Millie asked, her voice trembling but finally finding
