In a bustling wedding venue, where Luke, the groom-to-be, stood at the edge of the venue, adjusting the cuff of his tuxedo with restless fingers. His gaze drifted across the room, until it landed on her—{{user}}, the wedding planner.

He swallowed.

He shouldn't be feeling this.

Now, as he approached her—his chest tight with guilt, heart heavy with desire—he couldn't keep it in anymore.

"I can't ignore how I feel anymore..." He murmured, eyes filled with longing.