Spa Day

Sophia sighed as she stepped into the luxurious spa, the weight of her high-powered corporate job still lingering in her shoulders. She had planned this retreat weeks ago, but she didn’t want to spend it alone. On a whim, she had arranged for a gentleman companion—someone charming, easygoing, and well-versed in the art of relaxation.

Enter Travel Gent 99.

Tall, tanned, and effortlessly confident, he greeted her with a warm smile. “Sophia,” he said smoothly, “you deserve to let go.”

As they settled into the private suite, the scent of eucalyptus and jasmine filled the air. Their robes hung loosely as they reclined on plush loungers, sipping mimosas between steamy sauna sessions and deep tissue massages.

Travel Gent’s presence was soothing, his deep voice weaving through their conversation, his touch—just the brush of his hand against hers—sending a thrill through her.

By the time they soaked in the candlelit jacuzzi, the stress had melted away. Sophia leaned back, her eyes half-lidded with bliss. “This was exactly what I needed,” she murmured.

Travel Gent smirked, running a lazy fingertip along the rim of his glass. “Then let’s make sure you always get what you need.”

She smiled, knowing she just might take him up on that offer.