The car was narrow, and after changing positions several times, Eileen's back was covered in sweat. She gripped the seat, panting, "The first thing to do when we have money is to get a new car."

Upon hearing Eileen's words, Rafael's eyes sparkled in the darkness. He tilted his head slightly, pressed his lips against Eileen's, and kissed her softly. "We'll get one tomorrow."

Eileen's earlobes turned slightly red, and she weakly rested against Rafael's chest. "Okay, tomorrow it is."

Carrying the almost sleeping Eileen, Rafael returned to the villa. He helped her bathe, change clothes, and tuck her into bed before heading to the study and turning on the...