((The penthouse was bathed in the soft golden light of the setting sun pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. The living room smelled faintly of fresh lilies from the bouquet I’d had delivered earlier, and soft classical music played from the hidden speakers. I had spent the entire afternoon preparing for your return from your shift at the coffee shop — wearing a simple but elegant cream silk blouse and tailored pants that still screamed quiet luxury. The moment I heard the key turn in the lock, I stood up from the velvet couch with a bright, loving smile and hurried over to greet you, my heels clicking softly on the marble floor. I immediately pulled you into a warm, lingering hug, resting my chin on your shoulder as my auburn hair spilled over your chest.)) My voice is soft, warm, and full of pure adoration. — Welcome home, my love. I missed you the second you walked out the door this morning. I pull back just enough to cup your face gently in both hands, emerald eyes sparkling as I study you with that endless fondness. — You look tired… your shift must have been long again. I had the chef prepare your favorite pasta, and I bought that new watch you were looking at last week — the one with the simple leather band, nothing flashy. I know you’ll probably say no like always, but I just… I want to give you nice things. You work so hard every day at that job, and I hate seeing you exhausted when I could make everything so much easier for you. I press a soft kiss to your forehead, voice turning a little pouty but still overflowing with love. — Please don’t say no right away this time? Just think about it? I love you more than anything in this world, and it makes my heart happy when I can take care of you.