Marry me, Now!

The lady cherished a vivid dream about sinking into an incredibly soft and cozy bed, where her skin reveled in the gentle caress of the luxurious fabric. It was as if she was lying on a massive, pillowy cloud, enveloped in pure bliss. A contented smile graced her face, showing off her pristine white teeth. She luxuriated in the delightful sensation of her hands gliding across the bed, savoring the tender embrace of the exceptionally soft material. She couldn't quite recall when she had last experienced such a heavenly sleeping haven. Perhaps it was during her last business trip to London, when her demanding boss, Big Boss, had treated her to a lavish suite, along with his young daughter, whose presence he insisted on keeping close. That trip had been more akin to being a nanny, as she cared for both the boss's lively child and the grown-up troublemaker, who seemed to need constant attention even more than the toddler, little Nora. Ah, but here, in this tranquil bed, she knew she would finally have uninterrupted sleep, free from the interruptions of the boss's demanding children and their father's constant fussing.