Chapter 145: The Bed of Petals
Diane’s POV
Soft candlelight filled the room, casting everything in a warm, golden glow. Rose petals had been scattered across the bed, arranged to spell out "I LOVE YOU." More candles lined the pathway to the bathroom, creating a trail of flickering light.
I moved deeper into the room, my heart pounding. On the nightstand was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket, along with a note in Noah’s handwriting: "For my beautiful fiancée—tonight is just the beginning of our forever."
Following the candle-lit path, I discovered that the bathroom had been transformed into a romantic spa. The enormous soaking tub was filled with steaming water, surrounded by candles and rose petals. Expensive bath oils and salts were arranged on the counter, along with fluffy towels and a silk robe.
But it was the gift box on the vanity that made my breath catch. Inside, nestled in tissue paper, was the most exquisite lingerie I’d ever seen—a matching set in deep burgundy lace that was both elegant and incredibly sexy.
A note was tucked inside: "For the woman who has my heart completely. Wear this if you want to drive me absolutely crazy...Noah"
I felt heat rise in my cheeks as I held up the delicate pieces. The bra was cut to flatter, with intricate lace work that was almost like art. The matching panties were equally beautiful, designed to make a woman feel like a goddess.
My hands were shaking slightly as I began to undress. The bath looked incredibly inviting, but I found myself drawn to the mirror, imagining Noah’s reaction when he saw me in his gift.
I’d just finished changing into the lingerie and throwing a piece of the chocolate in my mouth when I heard the key card in the door. My heart began to race as I positioned myself by the entrance, wanting to surprise him the way he’d surprised me.
When Noah walked through the door, his eyes immediately found mine, and the bottle of wine in his hands nearly slipped from his grasp. His mouth fell open slightly, and I watched as his eyes traveled over me, taking in every detail of the lingerie against my skin.
"Diane," he breathed, his voice rough with desire. "You look..."