~Alistair's POV~
I looked up at him, my expression one of sweet, humble acceptance. I leaned forward and hugged him tightly, burying my face in his neck. "Okay, baby. If that's what you want."
But inside? Inside, I was soaring. A sense of absolute victory surged through my veins. Finally, I leaned into his warmth, a small, hidden smirk playing on my lips.
Yes… This was exactly how it should be.
I deserved to be treated like a king.
After we finished dressing and pulled ourselves together, the heavy tension from earlier slowly settled into a quieter calm. We stayed in the room a little longer, enjoying the peace, until a soft knock came at the door.
"It's lunch time," the housekeeper said gently from outside. "Lunch is served."
I glanced at Alex before standing up. Together, we stepped out of the room and headed downstairs.
