Gentle Trap

He had just taken a shower and changed into a moon-colored silk pajama set, exuding an aloof and noble aura. The sight was truly pleasing to the eyes, and the outfit matched the moonlight-colored long dress he had prepared for me, creating a dreamlike couple's ensemble.

Suddenly, I realized that this place wasn't what I had previously thought—it wasn't just some resort.

"Is this... your home?" I asked him as I looked around the beautiful garden, "I thought this was a resort."

"You're actually right, it is a resort, one of the most popular timeshare resorts in Europe, which is why you don't see many guests. My garden in G city isn't finished yet, so I'm staying here temporarily," he explained, drawing me close so I could lean against him. We slowly strolled together, and I found his scent very comforting.

"What time is it? I should be going back, it's getting late," I hesitated before speaking up.