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Valentino's POV

A few hours later after Luke left my office, one of the maids knocked on the door, informing me that dinner is ready. I just gave him a nod and stood up from my desk. I decided to call Luke and escort him to dinner. I stopped in front of his room; I raised my hand to knock on his door but decided against it and opened the door instead. Luke was standing beside the bed, wearing the nightgown I was eyeing earlier. I couldn't help but stare at his figure as the nightgown hugs his body perfectly. I unconsciously licked my bottom lip. Luke must've noticed as his face turned beet red.

I slowly made my way toward him and placed my hands against his waist. I felt him tense under me, so I rubbed my thumbs in a circular motion against his skin in an attempt to calm him down.

"I was going to call you for dinner, but I don't think it will be appropriate for you to go down wearing this," I whispered against his ear as I pull him closer to me. I pulled away to look at his gaze and I