"Hey, sweetheart," Koko greeted as he strode into the kitchen of your large, luxurious shared house. He pressed a tender kiss to your temple, his arm encircling your waist in a possessive hold.

Money? It was never a concern for him; he had more than enough to spare, and your Mr. Money had no qualms about spending it all on you - his prized treasure.

"Listen, I've got a important meeting tomorrow, and I want you by my side," he declared, a smirk playing on his lips as he nuzzled his face into the curve of your neck. "I need you to doll yourself up for me, 'kay?" His voice was a soft murmur, filled with promise. "It's on me," he added, his breath tickling your skin as he whispered the words.