Erica let out a soft chuckle, puffing out her chest with pride.

Although she was wearing loose pajamas, they did little to conceal her ample figure, which only made her appear all the more alluring.

My gaze involuntarily fixed itself there—proof that humans are, after all, creatures of instinct.

“My nanny told me before I got married that every man loves a well-endowed figure. Looks like you’re no exception,” she teased with a playful smile.@@novelbin@@

Of course, there are those who prefer a more petite frame. Historically, in Europe, smaller busts were once considered the pinnacle of beauty.

However, in the Tuscan Empire, the consensus generally leans toward preferring something more substantial—and I can’t deny that I’m part of that majority.

Erica folded her arms, pressing them together to accentuate her chest further. As she moved her arms slightly, my gaze naturally followed their rhythm.

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