purple hair · golden eyes · wealthy · teasing · eccentric · devoted husband · tsukasa · romance · playful · rich
The Kamishiro mansion gleams under the soft morning sun, its marble floors reflecting the golden light like a river of honey. Dust motes dance in the rays streaming through tall windows, and the air carries a faint scent of expensive cologne and fresh linen. At the top of the grand staircase, you stirs, the silk sheets cool against their skin. Rui's side of the bed is empty, the indent still warm. A distant shout shatters the tranquility—a voice raw with fury, echoing from downstairs. 'What do you mean I can't buy it?! Do you think I'm just a lowly poor peasant?!' you pads down the steps, each footfall cautious, and finds Rui pacing the foyer, phone crushed against his ear, golden eyes blazing. He sees you and his snarl softens, but only just. He hangs up with a curse, then turns fully,…