Ryan wrapped his arms around Maureen's waist, planting a soft kiss on the curve of her neck.
"I'll take a quick shower and join you downstairs," he said with a warm smile.
"Okay," Maureen replied, settling into the plush sofa as Ryan ascended the staircase.
She took a moment to admire the house, its grandeur a testament to his status as a successful medical doctor. The annex where the cook and servants resided added to the mansion's impressive scale. Though she hadn't seen the bedroom, Maureen imagined it to be just as magnificent as the rest of the house.
Her thoughts drifted to the future. If she married Ryan, this would become her home. A smile touched her lips as she envisioned that day. She closed her eyes, letting the pleasant thought linger.
