Jonathan meticulously folded the flour and finely ground nuts into a smooth batter, carefully spooning it into the baking pan
before sliding it into the oven.
d in a crisp ck shirt, his muscr forearms on disy, his long fingers deftly maneuvered with a precision that was
mesmerizing to watch.
Estelle stood by, finding every angle of him utterly captivating.
In the calm before the storm, she allowed herself a moment of sheer rxation, her mind fixated solely on the man intent on
baking her a cake.
Once the chocte sauce was ready, Jonathan dipped his finger in it and brought it to Estelle''s lips with an indulgent gaze, “A
little taste test for my sweet tooth.”
Estelle opened her mouth, her lips wrapping around his finger, savoring it like a lollipop.
Patiently, Jonathan waited until she released his finger, his eyes dark with intensity as he asked, “How''s the vor?”
Before she could respond, he leaned in, eager for his own taste.
Generously, Estelle shared the rich taste of chocte with him.
As the oven timer dinged, Estelle nudged him, “The cake''s ready!”
Jonathan rose slightly, resting his forehead against hers to catch his breath, his voice husky, “Tonight, | want to keep indulging
you.”
Estelle’s cheeks flushed crimson, her body going soft, “Go check on it, will you?”
Taking a deep breath, Jonathan stood up to retrieve the cake.
After letting the cake cool a bit, hevishly spread cream in the middle, Estelle softly suggesting, “Maybe add a bit more?”
He pecked her cheek in response, “Wasn''t it sweet enough just now?”
She gazed at him, silent.
Jonathan chuckled and indulged her, adding anotheryer of cream before drizzling more chocte sauce.
The finished cake looked irresistible, and Estelle could hardly wait to dive in.
Back in the dining room, the help had arranged fresh flowers and candlesticks.
The main lights were dimmed, leaving only the romantic glow of the candles.
The moon had risen, bright and seemingly within reach atop the estate''s trees.
The moonlight mingled with the candlelight, creating a soft, clear, and passionate atmosphere.
Jonathan poured Estelle a ss of wine, setting it beside her, his voice low and serious, “The past few years without you, picking
out your birthday gifts kept me up at night. But when | realized | couldn’t give them to you in person, that emptiness was the most
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He knelt on one knee, his eyes locked onto Estelle’s, “Make a wish that you''ll never leave me again.”
Her eyes, reflecting the flicker of mes, sparkled like water, and she nodded gently, “Jonathan, I''ll always love you.”
He caressed her soft cheek, “Iter
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He presented a meticulously chosen
engagement ring, arge diamond
crowning the setting, “I picked th
raw diamond rryeslf.dasioned the
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everything, but my love for you will
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Joy sparkled in Estelle''s eyes as she eyed the ring yfully arching a brow.
“What is it?” Jonathan asked.
She took the ring, smiling, “It''s beautiful, but you stole my line!”
Jonathan blinked, “What do you mean?”
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His eyes gleamed, a mixture of surprise and delight, as he asked, “You were going to propose to me?”