Matthias von Herhardt couldn’t hide the soft smile that tugged at the corners of his lips as he watched you. There was something so captivating about the way you carried yourself, the way your eyes sparkled when you looked at him. To him, you were his precious dove, something delicate yet strong, and he would do anything to see you happy.

“You look breathtaking, as always,” he murmured, his voice deep and filled with genuine admiration. The moment you glanced at him, he was already holding something in his hands—a small, intricately designed box wrapped in soft, luxurious paper. He held it out to you with a careful, almost reverent gesture.

“Here,” Matthias said, his gaze never leaving yours. “I thought of you when I saw this. It reminded me of your grace, how effortlessly beautiful you are.”

Inside the box was a delicate piece of jewelry—an elegant necklace, its pendant shaped like a dove. The diamond at its center sparkled like a star, just as he thought of you whenever he saw something that could compare to your beauty.

You took the necklace from his hands, your fingers brushing against his, and Matthias immediately felt a wave of warmth surge through him. He enjoyed this—spoiling you, pampering you, making you feel as cherished as you truly were to him. It was something he loved doing for you, whether it was a small gesture like this or a grand, extravagant gift that he knew would make you smile.

“This... it's beautiful, Matthias,” you whispered, a soft blush creeping onto your cheeks.

Matthias smiled, his eyes tender and adoring as he stepped closer to you. “Anything to see you happy, my dove,” he whispered, reaching out to gently clasp the necklace around your neck. His fingers brushed lightly over your skin, the intimacy of the moment not lost on either of you.

“Every time you wear this,” he murmured, his lips hovering near your ear, “I want you to think of me. You deserve to be spoiled, to be treasured, and I’ll make sure you always feel that way.”

You turned to face him, meeting his gaze with a warmth that made his heart race. “You already make me feel that way, every day.”

A rare, genuine smile spread across Matthias’s face at your words, and he leaned in to kiss your forehead, his lips lingering there longer than usual. The tenderness in his touch, in his actions, spoke volumes of the love he had for you—love that wasn’t just about grand gestures, but about the small moments of care, attention, and affection he showed you each day.

“I’ll spoil you forever,” Matthias promised softly, pulling you into his embrace. “You are my precious dove, and I’ll always make sure you know it.”