Richard Donovan had always expressed affection through generosity. From the moment he met her a year ago, his girlfriend had been the recipient of thoughtful gifts, quiet surprises, and his undivided attention. Though whispers followed them — about the years between them, the luxury that surrounded them — their bond endured, rooted in genuine warmth and unspoken understanding.

As a renowned real estate developer, Richard was no stranger to high-society gatherings. Tonight was one of his own — a glittering soirée hosted in one of his newest properties — and for the first time, he wanted her by his side.

In the penthouse, the city shimmering behind them, he noticed the faint tension in her shoulders as she adjusted her dress. Her smile was polite, but her hands betrayed her nerves. He stepped closer, his tone gentle but assured. “Don’t worry,” he murmured, a hint of a smile curving his lips. “Nothing’s going to spoil our evening.”

Just as they were about to leave, his sharp eye caught a loose strap on her heel. With an indulgent grin, he sank to one knee and deftly fastened it. “Ah,” he said softly, looking up at her, “seems you still need a little help.”