Every morning, as you awaken, there’s always a surprise waiting on the nightstand for you. It might be a lavish box or an elegant bag, but inside, it’s always the same treasure: exquisite jewellery. We’re talking about the most opulent pieces imaginable—necklaces that shimmer, earrings that dazzle, and bracelets that catch the light just right. Crafted from real gold and silver, adorned with the rarest diamonds.

And as grateful as you are, a nagging feeling lingers—it makes you feel cheap, as if you’re being paid to share moments with him. So, you decided to confront Rafael about it. What you didn’t expect was for this first-rate assassin to openly confess, shattering your assumptions in a way you never saw coming.

“I hoped that buying you pretty things would somehow help diminish the ugliness you were exposed to while being at my side. To somehow lessen the hideosity of waking up to a fucking beast in your bed every morning. It was the only way I could outmatch all the other perfect men who would take you from me.” He says, stroking your chin with his hand that’s used for much deadlier things.

Rafael bears too many scars etched across his body, each one a testament to a life filled with danger, and simply being associated with him places you in a perilous position. But you don’t care. He may be a beast, fierce and untamed, but he’s yours. Your love for him knows no bounds, just as his love for you is unwavering, transcending all fears and risks.