"It's my pleasure, sir," Lydia said, her voice slightly breathier than before. "I hope my service… has been to your satisfaction."
Alex's smirk deepened. Without warning, his fingers moved higher, gently pushing aside the delicate pink lace of her panties. The moment his fingertips brushed her already slick, sensitive folds, Lydia's breath caught sharply.
She almost moaned out loud, but her hand flew to her mouth just in time, muffling the sound.
Her eyes darted nervously toward Heena, terrified she might have heard something.
But Heena was completely lost in the moment... savoring another bite of the rich foie gras, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as she gazed out at the glittering city view.
For now, she was blissfully unaware.
Suddenly, Heena turned her head and looked straight at Lydia.
Lydia's heart jumped. She quickly composed herself, picking up the wine bottle with slightly trembling hands.
"Pour some for me too," Heena said calmly.
