Esmeralda and Ethan spent the afternoon in her room, completely absorbed in each other. They had skipped breakfast after waking up late, and afterward, once again they got busy indulging in intimate moments. Time flew by, and before they realized it, afternoon had arrived.
Now, they were having lunch in her bedroom. The staff had been given the day off, and pizza was ordered for the meal. Esmeralda was watching something on the TV while casually chewing on her pizza.
"This tastes good, doesn't it?" she asked. It was her idea to order pizza, dismissing Ethan's suggestion for something fancy with an exaggerated eye roll. Was not pizza the best thing ever? And she was italian for god sake. A margarita pizza with the drizzle of olive oil was what she only needed.
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