FIFTY EIGHT

After their heartfelt moment in Saint Basil's Cathedral , Lucas and Olivia continued their tour, exploring the beautiful and historic sights of Russia .

As they strolled hand in hand , Lucas couldn't help but admire the stunning architecture around them, “You’ve been here a few times for business,” he admitted, “but I've never actually taken the time to enjoy it like this.”

Olivia smiled, her eyes twinkling, “I’m glad we’re doing this together. It's like seeing the world through New eyes.”

They wandered through the bustling square, pausing to take pictures and enjoy the street performers. Lucas was more relaxed than Olivia had ever seen him, and she loved seeing this side of him.”

Their next destination was the Kremilin. They took a guided tour , marveling at the grand places and cathedral within its walls. Lucas was particularly interested in the Armory chamber, filled with treasures from Russia's past.

“I can't believe how much history is here,” Lucas said, his voice filled with awe. “It's incredible.”

Olivia nodded, her gaze fixed on a stunning Fabergé egg. “It's like steeling back in time. There's so much to learn and appreciate.”

Their next destination was on a private boat, Lucas led Olivia’s hand as they stepped into the luxurious private boat Lucas had arranged. They embarked on a private boat tour along the Moskva river. It was a perfect way to see the city from a different perspective .

Lucas wore a u're white linen shirt, the top few buttons undone, exposing some part of his masculine chest, paired with a tailored navy trouser , paired with an aviator sunglasses that shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight.

As they boarded the boat , his dark hair was was slightly tousled by the breeze adding to his effortlessly charming appearance. Olivia's eyes aprkled with excitement, “This is going to be amazing, Lucas! I’ve never been on a private boat tour before!” Her flowy knee length sundress adorned with vibrant floral patterns cinced to her waist, accentuated her figure, and fluttered softly in the gently breeze. And her necklace , a gift from Lucas glinted against her sun-kissed skin.

Lucas smiled wrapping an arm around her waist. “I thought, you’d like it, it's a great way to see the city and relax at the same time.”

The boat set off , gliding smoothly song the river. They had a private guide who pointed out the famous landmarks along the way, including the Kremilin, the Cathedral of Christ the Savior, and Groky park.

As they passed the imposing Kremilin walls, the guide shared intriguing stories about the history and politics of Russia. “The Kremilin is not just the residence of the President but also a historical fortress that has seen countless events shaping the country.”

Olivia listened intently, fascinated by the rich history, she shielded her eyes with a pair of over sized glasses, and her hair was styled in a loose wave. “It's incredible to think about everything that has happened here,” she said her eyes wide with wonder.

Lucas chuckled enjoying her enthusiasm, “I'm glad, you’re enjoying it. It's delightful to see you so relaxed and cheerful.”

They continued their tour, passing by the beautiful Cathedral of Christ the Savior with its golden domes gleaming in the sunlight. The guide explained it's history and significance , and Olivia was captivated by the stories.

When they reached Gorky park, the guide mentioned the various recreational activities available there. “This park is a popular spot for both local and tourists. It has everything from open air theaters to bike rentals and even yoga classes.”

Lucas turned to Olivia with a mischievous grin, “How about we come back here later and try some yoga? I bet I can outstretch you.”

Olivia laughed, shaking her head, “Oh please. I’d love to see you try. But I think I’ll stick to more relaxing relaxing activities.”

As the boat sailed along , they devoured a sumptuous lunch prepared by a private chef. The food was succulent and they shared jovial chats, teasing each other and laughing.

“You know,” Olivia said, taking a sip of her drink, “I never imagined a Mafia boss could be so charming and fun.”

Lucas raised an eyebrow , a smirk playing on his lips, “And I never imagined an investigative journalist could be so irresistible.”

They both laughed, the tension of the past few days melting away. The gentle sway of the boat and the serene river views created a perfect setting for their growing bond.

As they passed under the picturesque bridges,Olivia leaned against Lucas, feeling completely at peace. “This is perfect, Lucas. Thank you for everything.”

He kissed the top of her head, holding her close, “You deserve it pretty doll, I want to give you the world.”

The boat tour continued and they took in more stunning sights, including the modern skyscrapers of Moscow City and the quaint, historical buildingalong the riverbanks . Olivia was in awe of the city’s blend of old and new , and Lucas enjoyed seeing her so captivated.

At one point, the guide mentioned a famous legend about one of the bridges. “It's said that couples who kiss under this bridge will have eternal love.

Lucas looked at Olivia with a playful smile, “Well, we can't miss out on that, can we?”

Olivia blushed but leaned in , and they shared a sweet kiss, their tongues intertwined in each other's Lucas could taste the sweetness of the juice on Olivia's tongue as they kissed, as they kissed the boat passed under the bridge. It was a magical moment and they both felt the deep connection they shared growing even stronger.

As the boat tour came to an end, they were both reluctant to leave. “Thatvwas incredible Lucas, thank you for such a wonderful day.” Olivia said, her eyes shining with happiness.

Lucas squeezed her hand. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. But our adventure isn't over yet. There's so much more I want to show you.”

As they got into the car, Lucas drove to one of Moscow’s luxurious boutique, a haven of designer's clothing and elegant accessories.

As they walked in, Lucas whispered Olivia's ear, “I want to spoil you today, pick whatever you like.”

Olivia's eyes sparkled with excitement, “Are you sure? You might regret saying that.” She teased.

They began browsing through the racks, with Olivia picking out several dressings to try on . She chose a stunning red evening gown, a chick black cocktail dress and some other dresses. She stepped out of the dressing room, in the red evening gown, Lucas’s eyes widened. “You look breathtaking,” he said, admiration evident in his voice.

Olivia returned, the fabrics flowing elegantly around her, “You think so?”

“I know so,” Lucas replied, stepping closer to adjust a strand of her hair, “This is one is definitely a keeper.”

She went into the dressing room to try them on, emerging each time to show Lucas.

She then spotted a section of lingerie and decided to take a closer look. Picking up a lacy, deep blue set, she turned to Lucas with a mischievous smile. “What do you think of this?”

Lucas’s gaze darkened with desire, “I think you should try it on.”

Olivia chuckled and headed back k to the dressing room, as she was sipping into the lingerie she heard the door behind her click. She turned around to find Lucas there, his eyes filled with longing.

“Lucas, you can't be her,” she gasped, her cheeks flushing.

“Why not?” he asked, stepping closer, “I want to see you in this.”

Olivia's heart raced as he approached. “Lucas….”

He set a finger under her chin, lifting her face to meet his gaze, “You look incredible.” he whispered, his voice husky, “absolutely stunning.”

His hands gently roamed her sides, tracing the delicate lace of the lingerie . Olivia shivered under his touch, her breath hitching. Lucas leaned in , his lips brushing against hers. “I can't keep my eyes off you.” He murmured.