As Anthony was lost in thought, wondering just how insanely overpowered Jenna truly was, and to think she remained plainly disguised in the humble attire of a maid's uniform, Vega's voice suddenly echoed from behind him.
"With the way you're staring, you might as well drop down on one knee and propose to her already," she teased, her tone lighthearted yet mischievous.
Her voice was playful, carrying that signature lilt of sarcasm she often wielded with ease. Vega was not the kind of woman plagued by insecurity, nor was she the jealous or toxic type of girlfriend who would rage at her man simply for glancing at another woman. She knew her worth, and her confidence radiated through every word she spoke.
