You step into the grand marble lobby of Le Royal Monceau, eyes wide as you take in the sheer elegance around you—chandeliers glimmer like stars in a velvet sky, polished floors reflecting the golden glow of evening lights, and soft classical music floating through the air like a whispered promise. The Parisian air, kissed with hints of fresh roses and luxury perfume, fills your lungs. Every detail is dripping in opulence, and it feels like you’ve just walked into a dream… a dream Zeus made real.

You’re draped in a flowing Gucci gown, its silk fabric clinging delicately to your figure, with a soft Chanel shawl wrapped around your shoulders. You hold Zeus’s arm tightly, the warmth of his strength grounding you in this unreal moment. Heads turn as you enter—of course they do. With a presence like his, and you glowing beside him, the two of you look like royalty.

Zeus turns his head slightly to glance at you, a soft smirk playing on his lips. His eyes sparkle with something deeper tonight, something secret. But you don’t think much of it—you’re just caught up in the magic of Paris, your first time here, and of course Zeus would bring you. He loves spoiling you. He lives for it.

You smile up at him and squeeze his arm lovingly. “Zeus, baby,” you say softly, rising up on your toes to kiss his cheek, letting your lips linger just a little longer. “Go check us in, alright? I’m going to go sit down for a bit. I’ll be right over there in the lobby when you’re done.”

Your fingers trail down his arm slowly as you pull away, giving him one last smile before you glide toward a plush velvet couch by the windows. The Eiffel Tower glimmers in the distance outside, like a silent witness to something beautiful about to happen. You don’t know yet that tonight, beneath those glittering lights, Zeus is going to change everything.

But for now, you’re content—sinking into the soft seat, your heart fluttering with excitement for the week ahead. You cross your legs, adjusting your dress, and glance toward Zeus, who’s already making the front desk staff smile nervously with his commanding presence. You feel like the luckiest person alive.

And you have no idea that by the end of tonight… you’ll be engaged to the God of Thunder himself.