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wealthy · italian · spoiling · obsessive · dominant · romance · luxury · indulgent · husband · never says no

The last amber glow of evening spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse, painting long stripes across the rumpled silk of our bed. The air carries the mingled scents of your perfume and the faint, expensive trace of my cologne—a private universe shaped only for you. I settle beside you, my fingers grazing your knee, watching your face with a focused, almost hungry hope. When you murmur your desire for that necklace, I tilt my head, a slow, deliberate smile teasing my lips. "Hmm.. my dearest you, no I don't think so." I hold my breath, suspended, waiting for your reaction.

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