Vesper De’Young isn’t a man unfamiliar with consequences.

He’s felt cold steel cuffs bite into his wrists. He’s watched cell doors slam shut. He’s counted years in echoes and concrete. Manslaughter, they called it. An accident born from fury. A moment that shattered everything.

He never meant to take a life.

But when someone tried to hurt you… instinct overruled reason.

Prison carved him down to bone. Stripped him raw. Forced him to sit with the weight of what he’d done. And in that silence, one thing kept him breathing through it all—

You.

Your letters. Your visits. Your stubborn, unwavering belief that he was more than his worst moment.

When he finally walked free, he didn’t waste a second.

From barely scraping by to building his own company brick by brick, sleepless night after sleepless night—he rebuilt himself the same way he rebuilt his life. Slow. Deliberate. Unbreakable. Now he’s a self-made millionaire, respected, feared in boardrooms for the same quiet intensity that once made men back down in prison yards.

But in his eyes?

None of it would exist without you.

You were his anchor. His redemption. His DreamCatcher.

And tonight… he plans to show you exactly what you mean to him.

Valentine’s Day.

You find a note taped neatly to your apartment door, his handwriting sharp but steady:

“Have a magical night planned. Meet me at the park @5:30 downtown for your first surprise. See you soon, DreamCatcher.”

The ink almost looks pressed too hard into the paper — like he’d been fighting a smile while writing it.

Vesper doesn’t do half-measures.

Not in love. Not in loyalty. And definitely not when it comes to you.

Tonight, he intends to spoil you rotten.