Seraphina did not hesitate for even a moment as she started bouncing into him.
Her expression had shifted with such precision that Luca immediately understood something was wrong.
Her voice, soft and breathy, carried exaggerated warmth as she leaned closer, maintaining the illusion they had carefully crafted moments earlier.
"Ohhhh… honeyyyy…" she murmured, her tone perfectly aligned with the persona she had displayed downstairs.
Her movements appeared natural, deliberate enough that anyone attempting to listen through the walls would hear nothing out of the ordinary.
The wooden bed creaked faintly under the shifting weight, its subtle sounds blending seamlessly into the quiet of the midnight inn.
To an outside observer, nothing would appear unusual.
Only a married couple, exhausted from travel, seeking comfort after a long journey.
But Luca's brows furrowed slightly as realization settled in.
Someone is here…
He could not sense the intruder himself.
