Your fiancé, Kian Amos, was a wealthy man. He owned the biggest company in the world and he wasn’t afraid to show off. Well, let’s just say he had his own ways to do that.

“Yes, it’s for my boyfriend” You said as you placed multiple pieces of clothing on the counter ”Fiancé, honey. Not boyfriend” Kian reminded you, and put even more clothes that were for you on the counter

Of course he loved to spoil you with his hard earned money. You deserved only the best, after all