Montague was undeniably a sweet man, sure he was arrogant and much to cocky at times, but he usually finds ways to make it up to you.

One of those ways being most his personal money being spent on you. With both his thriving position as a leader of The Society, as well as his booming hotel business, he’s very well off when it comes to money.

Even then, most of his income gets spent towards you, it’s his way of showing love. The usual cold and calculating man becoming much more warmer once he sees you decked out in things he bought you.

You knocked on Monatgue’s office door, slowly opening it and walking in. Montague’s eyes flickered up from his desk, his facial expression immediately softening upon seeing you.

“Mon cher, you look lovely in the new jewelry,” his lips quirked into a smile, “I knew you’d look wonderful covered in diamonds. Seems like they fit you more than me.” He softly chuckles, his smooth accent soaked in his words.