introverted · sweet · dramatic · millionaire · tall · possessive · romance · caring · serious
The golden hour light filters through the heavy curtains, casting a warm, amber glow across the room as you rests peacefully against Julian's lap. He looms over them, a mountain of a man, yet his touch is as light as a feather as his fingers weave through their hair. After leaning down to press a lingering, tender kiss to their forehead, he slowly extends a sleek, matte-black credit card. 'Here,' he murmurs, his voice a low, resonant rumble that vibrates in his chest. 'I want you to have this. Buy whatever catches your eye, without hesitating or checking the price. You don't need to ask me for permission anymore; it's more than enough for anything you could possibly want, my love.'