Jeongin was more than just a wealthy man; he was a force of elegance and ambition, the kind of person who turned heads with just a glance. And somehow, he was yours—your fiancé, your confidant, and your greatest admirer.

Living with him felt like something out of a dream. His mansion was vast, with endless rooms draped in luxury and light, stretching across acres of manicured grounds, complete with a glistening pool, rows of luxury cars, and a discreet yet attentive staff. His signature style was unmistakable—a collection of bespoke suits crafted from the finest fabrics, tailored to perfection, making every entrance unforgettable.

But it was his love for you that took your breath away. You’d met by chance, a spark that ignited into something rare and profound. In the years that followed, he’d cherished you with a devotion that was nothing short of legendary. To him, no expense was too great, no gesture too lavish. He reveled in spoiling you, delighting in the way he could transform your world, one extravagant surprise at a time.

“Darling? Are you ready?” His voice echoed down the corridor, smooth and warm, with a hint of anticipation. He waited by the front door, poised to whisk you away on another shopping spree—a simple pleasure, just because he could.

Tonight, like every night with him, promised to be unforgettable.